tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11325942883109756152024-03-21T07:37:32.921-07:00Josh and EdenEden Kittyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08533694340004025996noreply@blogger.comBlogger704125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-83838515494599736722014-06-16T20:02:00.000-07:002014-06-16T20:02:28.149-07:00Reflections on my first Father's Day<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/14439323902" title="20140523 Cellpic-First family 2 by Josh Byram, on Flickr"><img align="left" alt="20140523 Cellpic-First family 2" height="240" src="https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2904/14439323902_0e57fa5a6c_m.jpg" width="180" /></a>River's now been with us for a full 46 days, and yesterday was my very first Father's day. giving me cause to stop and reflect on what has already gone by so fast, and what might be yet to come. Regrettably, we didn't get a chance to celebrate yesterday due to the fact that Eden is still recovering from her hospitalization due to a deep vein thrombosis that had developed in her left leg, presumably due to her relatively recent C-section. She's doing all right now, or at least closer to all right, but the whole event was just completely screwed up by almost all of the medical staff involved, causing her to have almost two weeks of steadily increasing pain and dizziness that would have been completely unnecessary if a correct diagnosis had been given the first time we were in the ER, or if anyone along the way had actually listened to our fears and acknowledged how intense her pain was. Add to that the fact that the advice given to us by the medical professionals involved was actually horribly dangerous with a DVT (affected limbs should not be massaged, nor should she have engaged in significant exercise as a portion of the clot might have broken off and caused a pulmonary embolism or an aneurism) and it just has me completely at a loss.<br />
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We're completely flummoxed by the whole thing, but we've decided to look into changing Eden and River's healthcare to another facility once she's recovered, because this is far from the only problem we've had with them, although it is surely the most serious thus far, and we don't want to see how much worse they can do. Her actual family physician seems competent enough, but is rarely available due to being on call for multiple deliveries most times, and the other doctors and support staff seem absolutely clueless at best, and seriously dangerous, at worst.<br />
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Enough angst on that subject; the pain is subsiding, slowly, and her mobility is increasing incrementally - she'll have to be on blood thinners for the next half year, but hopefully will come out of this without long term effects.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/14439323052" title="20140527 Cellpic-Hanging with Grandma Byram 2 by Josh Byram, on Flickr"><img align="left" alt="20140527 Cellpic-Hanging with Grandma Byram 2" height="240" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5550/14439323052_350b5d45db_m.jpg" width="180" /></a>We were due to celebrate by going out with both sets of grandparents yesterday, and would have been able to have my brother, Tim, meet his niece for the first time, but we decided that rescheduling was simply the best option, and it should just mean that we get together a bit further down the road. We don't often get to have both halves of the clan meet, but its always a good time when it happens - most years we've at least been able to pull together Thanksgiving, and hopefully will be able to do so again this year (have I mentioned that this is my very favorite meal of the year?) My mother got to come up with a friend last month and spend a few hours just holding her, and I did get the chance to make a very quick run down to Philomath for time with Dad, but she's already grown so much since then.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/14460837563" title="20140612 Cellpic-Viking times 4 by Josh Byram, on Flickr"><img align="left" alt="20140612 Cellpic-Viking times 4" height="240" src="https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2902/14460837563_eff76acc7d_m.jpg" width="135" /></a>It's incredible to me that we've had nearly 7 weeks already with River in our lives, and yet so much has already happened, and changed. I've always had trouble relating to very young kids, as I just haven't been able to see any signs of pre-sentience for the first few years, but that's definitely not the case with River. Obviously I have had a lot more time to observe her, and might have felt differently if I'd had similar opportunities with others, but it's hard to state for certain, as I'm hopelessly biased of course. I can't wait for the next few steps towards crawling, vocalizing with a variety of sounds, and having a slightly longer attention span. And of course, there's another big change that I can't wait for: sleeping through the night!.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/14440662445" title="20140616 Cellpic-Midnight grasp by Josh Byram, on Flickr"><img align="left" alt="20140616 Cellpic-Midnight grasp" height="240" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5576/14440662445_60c4f8946e_m.jpg" width="135" /></a>Its absolutely fascinating to see her evolve, just bit by bit, every day. Yesterday was a bit of a breakthrough in that respect; she's starting to figure out what hands are for! She first showed this while I was changing her out of PJs that she'd spit up on - I picked her up after getting her in the new set and realized that her momentum felt kind of funny. Looked down, and she had an iron grip on her pacifier... which was still tethered to her previous outfit via a kind of clip on band, making a pretty decently heavy pendulum with the amount of soakage that she'd accomplished. Kept holding on for a good 30 seconds too; long enough to bring her out into the front room and show the grandparents. It probably doesn't sound like much to non-parents, but this feels like a huge step to me - as you can see, when I put her down last night, she immediately grabbed the back of her pacifier and actually held it in place as she fell asleep - she's gotten as far as figuring out that she doesn't want it to fall out, but hasn't quite mastered avoiding accidentally spitting it out!<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/14439549894" title="20140606 Cellpic-Doting 2 by Josh Byram, on Flickr"><img align="left" alt="20140606 Cellpic-Doting 2" height="240" src="https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2927/14439549894_d6ccf56e67_m.jpg" width="135" /></a>Its funny, though, reading through the various parenting books that I've obtained - so many of them are oriented on the traditional model of a mother staying home while the dad goes off to work, and that's just not how things end up for us. With Eden having been sick, a lot of the night time care and off hours has fallen to me, as it just hasn't been safe, much less comfortable, for Eden to jump up at the drop of a hat, or in this case, pacifier. The texts so often reference the first time a father takes his child out on his own, or babysits alone for a few hours, etc, etc, etc, and its kind of landing with Eden in that role, which is mildly amusing. I can't wait until she's feeling better so that she has more of an opportunity to engage with River and see the fine granulations of her progress, and not just because I'd love to be able to split the labor. I haven't had much in the way of sequential sleep for a month and a half now.<br />
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Thankfully, her grandma Suzanne has been fabulously helpful in this respect - we've evolved a routine such that she watches over the baby for a few hours in the morning after waking, if she doesn't have plans of her own. Its not much on paper, but in practice, that extra 2 or 3 hours without interruption is probably all that's stood between me and a clock tower. Honestly, our family has been marvelous about supporting us through this rough patch, and I think it just shows how lucky we are to have them to count on. I'm not sure how we would survive without their assistance.<br />
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<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/14254061788" title="20140601 Cellpic-Tired times 2 by Josh Byram, on Flickr"><img align="left" alt="20140601 Cellpic-Tired times 2" height="240" src="https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3921/14254061788_27fd16f556_m.jpg" width="135" /></a> Sometimes I worry, as Eden does, about how we'll be able to transition to a more independent model over the next few years. Its crazy how difficult it can be to navigate with minimal funds and neither of us has really gotten very far, emotionally, in accepting our respective disabilities. That said, I do see some advantages to our situation. As I said, we have incredible support from family and friends, and River will at least have the advantage of two readily available parents, even if we aren't always fully capable at times. And she'll always have our love, unfiltered, even when she takes advantage of the fact that we're already completely wrapped around her tiny little fingers.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-18746339484185711042014-05-11T18:54:00.000-07:002014-05-11T18:54:57.932-07:00TimewarpOk now, that really has been an obscene amount of time between updates. Silly how I keep on letting it slide, and more and more dreading the incredible amount of filling in I'd have to do to really bring things up to date. So, enough of that. I'm just going to start in here, and if past events don't get mentioned until later posts when they come to mind, that's that.<br />
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Point 1: We were pregnant, and should have shouted that fact to the world here the second we were sure things were sticking. Long story short, we had a number of semi-minor scares along the way, that all seem to have pretty much resolved uneventfully, and Eden just gave birth to a lovely little girl, River Danielle Scheans Byram, on May 8th. Due to a few iffy medical concerns, we induced and gave birth about two weeks early, and are actually still in the hospital just to make sure everything lands alright (officially, Eden was discharged today, but River is still on the hospital roll-call and thus we're all still staying here for at least the next day or two.)<br />
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Point 2: Migraines continue to be a daily fact of life for me/us, and we're still adapting to making things work. Three positive bits to bring up on that front - I started Botox therapy in concert with my other medications about 8 months ago (there's a booster every 3 months), and I've got to say, it's helped a great deal - subjectively I'd say that it's nearly on par with medical marijuana for pain control (in terms of overall dimming of pain, as it's a long term effector rather than an interventional that only lasts a few hours), and is easily more effective than all of the rest of the pills I take in concert, so I'm getting a few days in here and there where the pain stays low enough not to need interventionals, and it seems like the maximum level is still lower than it's been - I've only been to the ER for a multi-day event once since starting this therapy. Obviously, I'm still doing the balancing act of trying to save enough of the prescribed meds for when I absolutely need to be able to drive (they really only dim the pain to let me concentrate just enough to be safe for an hour or two, and they're horrible for my liver and thus limited in how often I can take them), along with over-the-counter anti-inflammatories (also not great for liver and taking too often can lead to rebound migraines), and taking caffeine and marijuana only when in pain and as sparingly as possible to keep my sensitivity up (fortunately both seem to have a short half-life within the body and thus regain efficacy with only a day or two off). Hrmm... quick side note to those considering medical marijuana for their own issues, if I haven't already preached enough on the subject - for the most part, the cannabinoids (various chemical complexes within the marijuana plant) relevant for medical use are not the same bits that are relevant for recreational use. As such, the breed that works for you, and the amount you need may be dramatically different than is indicated in common references on the web. (As an example, most cannabutter recipes I've found use a rule of 1 oz of marijuana to 1 pound of butter - for my own use, I generally only go with an 1/8th for one pound, and that lasts me for a fair bit!) Short version, go easy to start with! On the other hand, THC, the single most commonly referenced component, does have its place in treatment - while it doesn't seem to do much for pain directly (based on my own experiences with the more recreational breeds), it can certainly make it functionally less important to you, as most opioid medicines seem to. Definitely worth having on hand for the really really crappy nights where you just can't seem to catch up to the pain otherwise. Enough on that for the moment, I think. <br />
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The "de novo" review of my case with the VA finally completed a month or so ago, regrettably with no change in decision (I'm still 0% disabled/service-connected, and they're only admitting responsibility for my psoriasis, which is of course maddeningly irritating, but not significantly disabling in itself.) This has led to a recent search for a lawyer to represent me for the actual appeal (which has in fact been found and contracts signed for representation, etc, etc) - it does mean that she'll get a 20% bite out of my back pay when the appeal is ruled on, but at this point its worth it to be sure that the VA finally listens to what's actually going on here; functionally this ruling will have a huge impact not only on my life, but on Eden and River's as well. The good part that came from that review and a thorough run through of my VA medical record is that we now have as part of their own internal documentation statements to the effect that I am disabled and that working or going back to school would not be significantly productive. Effectively, the only remaining sticking point is to conclusively connect the dots and show beyond reasonable doubt that this is most likely a result of my chemical exposure. The evidence is there, and there are numerous other sailor in similar situations, it's just a matter of time at this point. Honestly, it really shows how differently the VA system works as compared to a regular health care system; bottom line is that we vets are a cost center and a liability, not a source of profit for the organization entrusted with our care. There's just not a good way to reconcile this that I can see, and its pretty evident that the overall strategy for cases like mine has devolved to devoting as few resources as possible (they actually reduced their personnel working appeals cases last year while delays in processing continue to increase) to the issue and essentially hoping that we'll give up and go away (functionally a vet that passes on while waiting out the process lands as a win for them. Boo.) At this point, according to all of the current information I've been given, I should be standing in front of a judge in somewhere around 2 years and 11 months from now. There is a minor potential upside to that though; the backpay will have built up enough that even with the lawyer's chunk taken out, a darn good chunk of the cost of a house for our family should be abruptly available.<br />
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Other than all of that, our family as a whole is doing well. We're still trying to figure out what the future is going to look like, but we can't wait to get there (and maybe, just maybe, I'll eventually be able to go back to being able to pass by a kid without having weird flash-forward moments of how life is going to be with River when she gets to that age - the last few months have been crazy with catching myself daydreaming about such things.)J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-81053847992759467432012-11-06T17:19:00.003-08:002012-11-06T17:19:57.428-08:00Yipes! and other stuff...Oh my - I've managed to let this blog go by the wayside for way, way too long. I'm going to accept the self-imposed guilt trip on this one and just state for the record that there will be a catch up post sometime soon. I just wanted to share a note that I sent off to my VA docs yesterday with all of you, because the very first question I get in any conversation is: "How are you doing lately?"<br />
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In short, I'm doing a lot better - not sure how stable the better is yet, but definitely, measurably better. Also, for those of you whom I haven't spoken to yet on the subject, yes, I do use medical grade marijuana (legally, I have the papers and all that) as an adjunct for pain control. I want to go into this in detail later, since I think it's an incredibly useful tool, but the short version, since many of you will be voting on some form of marijuana bill tomorrow, is that yes, it is an incredibly effective tool for management of pain, nausea, anxiety, and depression, as well as a myriad of other disorders. I hope that you'll join me in voting to legalize use in whatever form your state has on the bill - if nothing else, giving illegal drug trafficking a widespread, legal, and taxed price competitor can only improve the overall crime rates in your area.<br />
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(If you are a user for this purpose, or are considering obtaining a card, the first thing you should ask your grower is what strains s/he has available, what the approximate proportions of the three major marijuana strains this is derived from [neglecting any positive mutations, etc in the inter-veining generations], and what disorders each strain has shown efficacy for - if they can't answer these questions or at least point you to one of several very good databases online for this kind of thing, thank them for their time and call another grower - my current provider here in Vancouver, <a href="http://legalmarijuanadispensary.com/dispensaries/washington/vancouver-washington/15383">ReLeaf</a> is quite good about this; had a well prepared binder with histories, symptoms, and graphs as appropriate for each strain - in fact, due to a quirk in the local laws, they're actually required to deliver direct to you, as it is not legal to have a dispensary building within Clark County.) Personally, I find that I tend to have the best results and require the lowest dosages with indica dominant strains (tends to make you feel distant and passive) as opposed to sativa strains (tends to make you "high" and hungry). I'm still experimenting with new strains as they become available, since the highest mix I've been able to find was 70/30 and is no longer available to me; I'd love to compare a near pure strain for efficacy. One option that I brought up with my grower right off the bat was a well-labeled "variety" pack of what strains he had available, rather than buying a straight 1/8th, etc of one strain. He was completely helpful and understanding in this respect (he, of course, is also a medmar patient due to a past trauma - car accident, I believe). It can't hurt to ask for a similar deal yourself when you're getting into this to figure out what works.<br />
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Anyway, back to the meat of the post - here's what I had the privilege of sending off to my docs yesterday morning:<br />
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Oh my - I've managed to let this blog go by the wayside for way, way
too long. I'm going to accept the self-imposed guilt trip on this one
and just state for the record that there will be a catch up post
sometime soon. I just wanted to share a note that I sent off to my VA
docs yesterday with all of you, because the very first question I get in
any conversation is: "How are you doing lately?"<br />
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In
short, I'm doing a lot better - not sure how stable the better is yet,
but definitely, measurably better. Also, for those of you whom I
haven't spoken to yet on the subject, yes, I do use medical grade
marijuana (legally, I have the papers and all that) as an adjunct for
pain control. I want to go into this in detail later, since I think
it's an incredibly useful tool, but the short version, since many of you
will be voting on some form of marijuana bill tomorrow, is that yes, it
is an incredibly effective tool for management of pain, nausea,
anxiety, and depression, as well as a myriad of other disorders. I hope
that you'll join me in voting to legalize use in whatever form your
state has on the bill - if nothing else, giving illegal drug trafficking
a widespread, legal, and taxed price competitor can only improve the
overall crime rates in your area.<br />
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(If you are a user for
this purpose, or are considering obtaining a card, the first thing you
should ask your grower is what strains s/he has available, what the
approximate proportions of the three major marijuana strains this is
derived from [neglecting any positive mutations, etc in the
inter-veining generations], and what disorders each strain has shown
efficacy for - if they can't answer these questions or at least point
you to one of several very good databases online for this kind of thing,
thank them for their time and call another grower - my current provider
here in Vancouver, <a href="http://legalmarijuanadispensary.com/dispensaries/washington/vancouver-washington/15383">ReLeaf</a>,
is quite good about this; had a well prepared binder with histories,
symptoms, and graphs as appropriate for each strain - in fact, due to a
quirk in the local laws, they're actually required to deliver direct to
you, as it is not legal to have a dispensary building within Clark
County, so you really can't beat them, IMHO) Personally, I find that I tend to have the best results with
indica dominant strains (tends to make you feel distant and passive) as
opposed to sativa strains (tends to make you "high" and hungry). I'm
still experimenting with new strains as they become available, since the
highest mix I've been able to find was 70/30 and is no longer available
to me; I'd love to compare a near pure strain for efficacy.<br />
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Anyway, back to the meat of the post - here's what I had the privledge of sending off to my docs yesterday morning:<br />
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Good morning all! I am writing this note to report on some new changes that I have experienced recently, to ensure that the subjects therein do not slip my mind during my one on one sessions with each of you, and to be sure that my team is coordinated in terms of strategy going forward; with that in mind, please be sure that a copy of this correspondence reaches Dr. XXXXX, Dr. XXXXX, and Dr. XXXXX.<br />
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Firstly, I am overwhelmingly pleased to report that we may have found at least the start of a meds mix (the new cyproheptadine) that shows promise in bringing my symptoms down to a level that is much more survivable from day to day. I must firstly admit, however, that there is an additional variable outside of the VA system that may or may not be relevant, in that my father-in-law convinced me to spend a couple of sessions with his chiropractor in the hopes that she might be able to provide some additional insight and relief. While I did this more or less to humor him, having previously mentally classified chiropractics as a sort of voodoo science, its hard to argue with my current results as well as the deterioration shown via X-rays produced by her office. If someone will point me in the direction of the correct forms, I'm more than willing to authorize your access to my records there.<br />
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I began seeing Dr. Bobbie on an average of twice weekly about six weeks ago, one week prior to starting my new medication. Since it is unclear, chronologically, how much her treatments have helped, and how much is due to new medication, I have elected to take at least a month off from seeing her to reduce the number of variables we must consider and to provide a long enough sample of time that we might be able to weight her contributions appropriately. My last session with her was this past Monday and I do not have any follow ups scheduled at this point. As this decision is also in part motivated by the out of pocket cost in seeing someone outside the VA system, it may be appropriate to discuss seeing a chiropractor within the system, or to have her bill the VA for her services; this is something to discuss later, when we have a longer sample of time without her sessions.<br />
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As to recent changes in symptoms over the past month or so, I am thrilled to say that I have been having appreciably less pain over less time per day, in terms of migraine, as well as actually having a few days mixed in with almost no pain at all (whereas my previous level has allowed for a glorious day "off" of pain perhaps once every three to four months). I have gone from sessions lasting 6-8 hours a day (and sometimes multiple sessions per day) with pain capping in the 6-8.5 pain scale range on average to maybe 3 or 4 hour sessions that range from 4-7 on the scale. My allotted dosage of Amerge/naproxen 3 times a week (so as to avoid liver damage) has been perceptibly more effective, even going so far as to effectively abort on oncoming burst occasionally, rather than just dull the pain somewhat without clouding my judgment, which, as I have previously mentioned, had relegated my usage to "saving" those three doses a week for the times when I absolutely need to be coherent or have no choice but to drive myself somewhere.<br />
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The level of marijuana use that has been necessary to bring the pain down to a bearable level outside of the Amerge applications has also gone down tremendously, going from needing 3-4 sessions with the water pipe over the span of an attack to only 1 or 2, and allowing me to at least occasionally use a vaporizer instead if the onset is slower. In short, I'm spending more time coherent, and less time absolutely miserable, which has done wonders for giving me hope that I might be returning to the possibility of having a central focus outside of my illness.
On the other hand, there do appear to be some side effects, some of which may be due to the medicine's interaction, and some that may just be psychological, or perhaps a mix of the two.<br />
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The first of these is the fact that I seem to be stuck in an almost hyper/manic state, needing to constantly get things done and keep moving - I'd suspect this one is entirely due to simply having more "useable" time each day; I've gotten in the habit of trying to stuff all of the things that I need to get done into one or two hours a day, and I can't seem to consciously come out of that state. My ADHD and memory issues have also seem to have increased appreciably, leading my wife to characterize my behavior, perhaps not unjustifiably, as that of a newborn puppy. I don't want to re-introduce my ADHD meds yet as a possible way to mute these symptoms, but it's a subject that I'd like to re-visit in the new year, when the question of what is helping and what isn't is clearer.<br />
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I've also been having enormous troubles sleeping through the night; averaging somewhere in the range of 2-5 hours nightly, and have been having extremely disturbing and vivid night terrors nearly every day for the last month or so. Fortunately, my wife has been incredibly understanding and comforting during these times, but I am landing with at least a half hour of difficulty in sorting out real events from dream issues each time this happens, and on numerous occasions have had to be corrected as to what has actually been said or done after the fact (I.e. separating conversations that I've had with her in dream from ones I've had in real life). My body does seem to have adapted to the tiring effects of my various medications, it seems, and I am currently out of my Zolpidem - I'll be asking Dr. Smith for a refill when I see her in a few hours.<br />
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Finally, my skin seems to have increased immeasurably in oil production, leading to quite uncomfortable breakouts. On the other hand, my personal interactions and anxiety issues seem to be moving in a positive direction, so it's not all bad (that alone might be attributed to a change in self perception, as I am moving significantly closer to feeling like a participating member of society again).
I do want to be clear on one point; I am absolutely overjoyed at the positive changes that seem to be coming about, and if I have to spend the rest of my life as a pimply, sleepless, wound-up labradoodle to achieve even this level of pain control, I'm more than ok with it. I just want to make sure that every one is aware of what has been going on. It's possible that all of these variations are just part of the normal wiggle of my cycles (I.e. I've gone back to prodrome expressing more as dizziness and visual distortion lately, as opposed to nausea, aphasia, and lack of co-ordination/concentration), but I have hope.<br />
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As a parting thought, I'd love to start working more on my health in terms of exercise during the coming winter months, but have always been challenged when it comes to activities that amount to mindless repetition without engaging purpose; would you happen to know of a pool that might be available free or cheaply to veterans and their dependents in the Portland/Vancouver area? Until my battle with the disability board comes to fruition, the monthly stipend provided by social security disability doesn't stretch too very far when it comes to supporting two people.<br />
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Thank you for your time,<br />
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Sincerely,<br />
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Josh Byram
(503)916-9367J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-65471267975981947072012-03-26T14:23:00.001-07:002012-03-26T14:23:06.841-07:00ChangesWell, that didn't go as planned... The somewhat positional post I'd been working on for a week or so has been eaten entirely by the blogspot engine (apparently this has been a known intermittent issue with the "save as draft" functionality for almost four years), and there is no backup or undo. So yeah, that's going to take a bit of work and headspace to get back on track.<br />
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In other news, it actually didn't take long at all to get scheduled for the pain management clinic; my first appointment is on the 11th of next month, contrary to my initial expectations of several months' wait. Turns out its a good thing, too. Last Thursday and Friday were almost entirely pain free, which is just bloody unheard of for me (and lead to the cautious hope that having elevated my Depakote by 50% might have helped enormously), but I've had nothing but horribly nauseated rough days since then, spanning many of my daylight hours and always making nights a foggy pain-ridden nuisance at best. Hope is not quite lost, there, though, as semi-recent bloodwork showed that the effective level of Depakote in my system after 12 hours was only 27% of what is considered a minimum effective dose, due to lack of absorption or metabolism or whatever, and there's still a significant amount that the medication can be increased safely. I'll be getting the bloodwork redone on this increased dose in just over a week, so we'll see where that goes.<br />
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On a more personal note, our little family is going through a rough patch, as our eldest cat, Piranha, is having some serious digestive and bowel issues, leading to distress and massive weight loss. The thought that we may lose him soon, or even worse, have to make a decision for his comfort, is very nearly unbearable. It's hard to know what to do in these situations, and to avoid beating yourself up about whatever decisions you do make. Hopefully our next visit to the veterinarian this afternoon will help in gaining some direction. <br />
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In any case, I'll try to continue updating here as appropriate, but I'm afraid that my concentration and impetus are at a stunningly low level right now, so I'm having to take the small milestones as they come.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-73666485725205342952012-03-03T19:11:00.001-08:002012-03-03T19:11:41.389-08:00Tiny updates on balanceYes, yes, I know that it's only been a week or so since I last updated this blog, and I have no realistic hope of making such frequent additions a habit, but I thought it appropriate to separate out a few personal bits of news before embarking on a broader post to follow this (which may take a few days to compose to my satisfaction, given the thoughts I'd like to share).<br />
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Firstly, I've finally received a direct response from my neurologist with regard to following up on my request for the chronic pain management program and the phone appointment that came and went without so much as a ring, as well as a few other issues - it may have taken some not-entirely-subtle hints about wanting documentation to track things down and have on hand in case alternate means of redress were necessary, but the current story as I have it is that the nursing staff had a response from my neurologist stating that he was denying my request for assignment to the program as it might cloud the results of my response to his assigned medications. Contrary-wise, the gentleman in question states that he never saw any such request, did not respond as such, and in fact thinks that it would be an awfully good idea. Obviously, there are some mixed stories here, but putting aside the question of who is to blame for the two month holdup/denial, I now have a referral to the program. In point of fact, I just received the small book-sized preliminary questionnaire to fill out today. While this is quite excellent news and encouraging, I have been advised that the wait list for the program is quite long, so it's more of a step along the way.<br />
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Another nice change is the perfectly civil response to my request to transfer my primary care to Vancouver, given that the Dr. that had been assigned to me for most of the past year had moved on (while being out of the office for almost that entire span). Bottom line, East Portland still owns my case with the duty doctor for the time being, but my reassignment is in motion, which will help a lot in terms of gas and inconvenience (especially when I'm not in a condition to drive - the Vancouver branch is within just a few miles; conceivably I could even just decide to walk it). In a way, I feel kind of bad about this - on the one hand, I'm absolutely not getting the care I need or expect (by my observation, the VA docs/nurses are composed of 65% useless human beings/35% competent saints), and on the other, I'm just not of the disposition to speak up - somehow the thought of even minorly inconveniencing someone else (and probably receiving their irritation/wrath for doing so) just isn't palatable. That said, I've been the squeaky wheel pretty much from the day that the VA staff met me - I'm sure I'm not their favorite person. Ah well, if nothing else, it helps to break me out of overly meek bad habits (used to be, I never even returned items that were sold broken or mislabeled, for the same reason, but Eden's been a big help in working through that).<br />
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I also got a chance to meet with the speech pathologist/memory specialist a couple of times. After some testing and interviewing, we've come to a full stop, of sorts. Bottom line, on my current medication, ADHD symptoms are still present, though milder. He feels that that and the escalating memory issues I've been having all come back to the increased migraines over the last couple of years, both directly, and through the associated depression and insomnia. So, the bad news is that there's not going to be much he can do to help me, but on a possibly brighter note, being able to pull that statement out of my records for the VA disability case might be useful. He's going to talk things over with my main psychiatrist, but given that I'm no longer in school/working, we've agreed that the ADHD medication may not be necessary (at least on a trial basis) right now, so we're going to try going off of it for a bit to reduce the number of variables that I need to deal with in treatment.<br />
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While I've been really suffering with the volatile weather lately (making me think that there might be some level of sinus involvement as well), Thursday was an awfully bright spot. Seems that the weather finally stabilized enough with the snow actually sticking on the ground that I got my first "day off" from pain in the last six months or so - just some relatively minor discomfort in the evening, not even enough to resort to ibuprofen. Last night, on the other hand, was epically miserable; I didn't get to sleep until 6am, and spent the hour and change that I did sleep bouncing between wakefulness and nonsensical nightmares about fighting furiously with Eden. The morning was no less agonizing, and I'm afraid that I was unsuccessful in keeping even a meager breakfast down atop the morning pills. The good news is that the pain seems to finally be leveling off for the day, and along with it my photophobia, which should mean I'll be able to spend at least a few hours tonight actually seeing my wife. <br />
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That's all for this note - lots of little things adding up in just a few days, eh?J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-12639160830090306312012-02-27T13:22:00.002-08:002012-02-27T13:22:29.501-08:00Drifting alongThere's been a lot going on in the last few months, and yet it feels as though the span has been meandering slowly from point to point to me - strange, but a nice contrast to how things have been, I guess.<br />
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We had two more scares at the ER in the intervening time, in addition to Eden's December visits. Firstly, Eden's mother, Suzanne, had a deep vein thrombosis (blood clot) in her leg again, ultimately leading to a minor pulmonary embolism. Fortunately, having been through it before, she recognized the symptoms and got to a hospital quick, rather than letting things fester while hoping to get better. Aside from some really nasty pain requiring extensive medication, she seems to have pulled through the ordeal in good shape and good spirits.<br />
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Our other casualty was Eden's aunt Carol, who had a twisted colon, again with massive amounts of pain. It actually ended up being a good thing, though, as the abdominal ultrasound that was used to help diagnose her also caught a sizable per-cancerous ovarian cyst that the doctors were able to remove without problems. Bottom line, Carol is down a few inches of intestine, but doing fine, and already up and about. So far that seems to have capped the expected trifecta of emergencies and things have calmed down again, save for all of us juggling finances and paperwork to try to deal with the bills from said visits. Personally, I've seen all I can stand of ERs and patient rooms for a good long time.<br />
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My own pain has continued to be unresponsive to the latest meds prescribed by my neurologist, Divalproex and Magnesium Oxide, or at least any changes produced have been well within my normal pattern of variation - if anything the episodes have been slightly shorter and sharper. I did end up with one unbroken migraine over 30 hours that Eden took me to the VA ER for, but that was responsive to the Torridol cocktail this time (Yay!), and the pain broke within a few hours. Other than that, I've been sticking with the daily attacks, more noticeably aggravated by the strange weather we've been having lately, especially this past weekend (shifting from sunny to rainy to sleeting and back all within an hour).<br />
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Given that I appear to be stuck with this for the long term, I applied to the VA's Chronic Pain Management program, but was turned down, as my neurologist didn't want any changes from my medication to be masked by anything from the program - annoying as heck, I've got to say (seriously, I'll take anything that might help right now, and we can worry about _what_ works after we get things working). I'm trying to figure out how to make things work within the system, but we'll see where it all lands.<br />
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On the plus side for the VA, I did get set up with my new psychiatrist, Dr. Smith, who seems quite competent and caring, judging from our initial consult, who in turn has referred me to Dr. Sullivan for some evaluation and work on memory and ADHD issues. Both have given me a bit of hope that I'll see visible improvement from their work. I've also just gotten my decision from the social security administration, who have approved my disability. Seems awfully strange to be happy about being disabled, but hey - it nets out as enabling us to live, a bit. The backpay from that actually let us knock out an awful credit card that we've been paying on for years (at 26%) that was left over from Eden's first divorce, which significantly helps with our monthly bills. We also are back to having enough money to have a tiny budget, which is almost perverse. Among other things, this has allowed us to start having some planned dates again, which has been fabulous for our relationship. We're still adapting, however - even though we're budgeting for some savings and personal funds, and in the month and change that we've had cash again, I'm pretty sure we've only spent out of our personal funds at all for Valentine's day - still stuck in a bit of a starvation mindset, I think.<br />
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There have been a few bright spots as well, including Cassie's birthday party at the local watering hole/pool hall, Sam's - given that we haven't been able to socialize all that much recently, it was an awfully nice chance to catch up with everybody. Fairy Floss had quite a nice event this past weekend as well, catering cotton candy for a local Bat Mitzvah and making quite a few contacts for new business, from the sound of it. Other than that, a good portion of the family's free time has been spent sorting through years of treasures that have been amassed at Vivian's old house for an upcoming estate sale. Lots of work to do yet, but still interesting to see all of the amazing ephemera that she's collected.<br />
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Finally, I've officially put together my Notice of Disagreement with the VA's initial decision on my disability and sent it off. If you're interested in the case, you might like to read through the notice below (which has relevant sections of the enclosures quoted) - I've included the enclosures in their entirety as well for others that are pursuing claims for Atsugi, who will hopefully have a slightly easier time getting their cases heard. <br />
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<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20VA%20Initial%20Decision_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - VA Initial Decision_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
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<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Notice%20of%20Disagreement_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Notice of Disagreement_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%201%20-%20Joshua%20A.%20Byram%20-%20Treatment%20and%20Medication_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 1 - Joshua A. Byram - Treatment and Medication_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%202%20-%20SS%20Initial%20Decision_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 2 - SS Initial Decision_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%202%20-%20SS%20Decision_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 2 - SS Decision_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%203%20-%201989Study.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 3 - 1989Study.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%204%20-%201990OnsiteInvestigationIncineratorEm.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 4 - 1990OnsiteInvestigationIncineratorEm.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%205%20-%2091_Government_Relationships.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 5 - 91_Government_Relationships.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%206%20-%201999ArmedForcesEpidemiologicalBoard.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 6 - 1999ArmedForcesEpidemiologicalBoard.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%207%20-%20NAVINSGEN1998.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 7 - NAVINSGEN1998.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%208%20-%20APPENDIXFAcuteeffectstable.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 8 - APPENDIXFAcuteeffectstable.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%209%20-%20Is%20this%20a%20poisons%20coverup_%20_%20The%20Japan%20Times%20Online.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 9 - Is this a poisons coverup_ _ The Japan Times Online.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2010%20-%20USDOJPetitionStatements.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 10 - USDOJPetitionStatements.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2011%20-%20atsugiailments%20-%20www.atsugi-incinerator-group.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 11 - atsugiailments - www.atsugi-incinerator-group.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2012%20-%20Tox%20Town%20-%20Dioxins%20-%20Toxic%20chemicals%20and%20environmental%20health%20risks%20where%20you%20live%20and%20work%20-%20Text%20Version.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 12 - Tox Town - Dioxins - Toxic chemicals and environmental health risks where you live and work - Text Version.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2013%20-%20lists.essential.org_pipermail_dioxin-l_Week-of-Mon-19991220.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 13 - lists.essential.org_pipermail_dioxin-l_Week-of-Mon-19991220.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2014%20-%20%27Do%20the%20Right%20Thing%27%20-%20Salem-News.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 14 - 'Do the Right Thing' - Salem-News.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2015%20-%20An%20Open%20Letter%20to%20President%20Obama%20_%20Veterans%20Today.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 15 - An Open Letter to President Obama _ Veterans Today.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2016%20-%20Environmental%20Exposure%20Claims%20and%20Senate%20Bill%20S.3378%20_%20Veterans%20Today.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 16 - Environmental Exposure Claims and Senate Bill S.3378 _ Veterans Today.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2017%20-%20The%20Migraine-Depression%20Connection%20_%20Psychology%20Today.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 17 - The Migraine-Depression Connection _ Psychology Today.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2018%20-%20PsychiatryOnline%20_%20Psychiatric%20News%20_%20News%20Article.pdf.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 18 - PsychiatryOnline _ Psychiatric News _ News Article.pdf.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2019%20-%20Statement%20in%20Support%20of%20Claim%20-%20Louis_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 19 - Statement in Support of Claim - Louis_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2020%20-%20Statement%20in%20Support%20of%20Claim%20-%20Teresa_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 20 - Statement in Support of Claim - Teresa_Redacted.pdf</a><br />
<a href="http://www.jbyram.com/va/Disability%20-%20VA%20-%20SIS3%20-%20Enclosure%2021%20-%20Statement%20in%20Support%20of%20Claim%20-%20Chris_Redacted.pdf">Disability - VA - SIS3 - Enclosure 21 - Statement in Support of Claim - Chris_Redacted.pdf</a>J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-48476019467163191152011-12-31T19:34:00.000-08:002012-01-01T13:41:28.236-08:00New year's dayAs seems to always be the case, it's been rather longer than intended since I've updated this blog, and there's a fair amount of news to share. Not the best pattern, I'll admit, but I guess I should just dig in and start where we last left off.<br />
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The new primary care doctor, Dr. Glynn, who is supposed to be a stand in for Dr. Ferguson until she comes back, is a putz. I'm sure he's a fabulous person socially, and has uncounted merits outside of the realm of his medical practice, but in my unprofessional opinion, he's just fabulously unprofessional himself and is completely useless with regard to actually helping me. My session with him consisted almost entirely of him sitting there with my chart and reading previous entries aloud to me (apparently because he hadn't bothered to even open it prior to meeting me). As seems to always be the case with new doctors, he immediately glommed on to my elevated blood pressure as the sole possible cause of my problems, and started me on a new Ace inhibitor, Lisinopril, despite my repeated assurances that every time I started a new blood pressure management med (Calcium channel blockers, Beta blockers, and Ace inhibitors, I've tried 'em all before), my migraines and associated side effects always get exponentially worse. As a partial response, and to try to limit the horrible spikes caused by these meds, I've given up caffeine again. If nothing else, it's trimmed my waistline slightly.<br />
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There was no help for it but to start taking the new med, in addition to my normal battalion of pills, for a while, just to illustrate that the horrific elevation of effects would take place. After a month and a half of agony, it was time to stop, despite the message passed through the nursing staff that he "highly encouraged" me to continue taking the damn thing.<br />
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Along the way I met with another putz, Dr. Wolman, who was taking over for my previous psychiatrist, Dr. Blumner (a perfectly fabulous woman, who unfortunately was being rotated to another practice). My appointment with him lasted literally 6 minutes, during which time he simply skimmed through my chart and muttered to himself, pretty much ignoring the fact that I was in the room. No response whatsoever to my inquiries about worsening memory issues (I'm now intermittently losing events entirely ala Alzheimer's as opposed to the previous mode of at least knowing that I'm missing information and simply not being able to access it), nor issues of confusion and intermittent despondency (little spikes of just overwhelming depression that is nonetheless completely without a specific focus, most of the time, that only last a little while). His only direct statement to me was "it's clear to me that your appointment was to refill your prescription for Dextroamphetamine", or something very close to that. Sure, it's nice to have my ADHD med, and it is a controlled substance requiring his approval, but that's hardly the only reason I was there. It was almost as if I was being summarily dismissed from the principal's office.<br />
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I did get the MRI that I'd been waiting for for so long in early December, which went pretty well actually. If you ever have to get one, trust the technicians when they say that the thing is LOUD. I got told this three separate times, and still wasn't prepared for the incredible penetrating tones that came through the provided earplugs. 40 minutes is a VERY long time to lie still, although I will admit that it was made significantly more bearable by the mirror contraption that they suspend in front of your face that allowed me to see out of the tube to the control room and the clock on the wall. Other than having to suppress my normal fidgetyness for such a long time, it actually wasn't that bad, even with the technician accidentally breaking off the needle for the IV in my arm (to put in the contrast fluid) as I came out of the tube. Didn't hurt much at all, but did get blood pretty much everywhere, leaving the technician a rather long job of cleaning up.<br />
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My neurologist ended up calling me the day before my scheduled appointment to let me know that the MRI showed no significant issues, so that appointment got bumped back a month and he had me up my current dose of Gabapentin in hopes of showing more effect. Thus far, it's been hard to say if it's doing anything for me - honestly it doesn't feel like it's doing anything beyond perhaps keeping away the multi-day long migraines, but it's entirely possible that it's doing wonders and my current migraines would be that much worse without it, considering the pace at which they'd been advancing. That's something I'm more than a bit terrified of, really; the thought that things will just continue to get worse with no real physical explanation ever found.<br />
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Eden ended up in the Emergency room herself a couple of times towards the beginning of December, landing with a rather useless stint at OHSU which provided no help at all, and a much shorter stay at Southwest Washington that nonetheless was vastly better for her. They hooked her up with a marvelous outpatient clinic, Elohan Place, and got us started with the appropriate paperwork and referrals to continue her care afterward without taxing our already microscopic budget. Incredibly good people there, both in staff and in patients, and Eden has already been back there to visit a number of times as well as to hold a small knitting class; an event that looks like it may become somewhat habitual for her, based on the initial response.<br />
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It's good that Eden will be getting some care through the state programs, since my initial hope for her to be covered through the VA insurance as my caretaker has fallen through for the moment. We finally got back a decision on my disability case on Christmas eve, no less. More than a little disappointing, I'm afraid - they flat out denied every aspect of the claim save for my psoriasis, which they rated at 0% (i.e. "we probably caused it, but it doesn't affect you, right?"). For Eden to have been covered, we would have needed a disability rating of at least 30%, so no luck there. So, now we'll be starting the potentially agonizingly long appeals process at the beginning of the new year. No word back from the Social Security case, but I'd imagine we'll be hearing from them soonish.<br />
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Christmas has been a rather long, but enjoyable, season so far, starting with a run down to my parents' place on the 23rd to celebrate with Tim, followed by Christmas eve at Vivian's and Christmas day at Pat's. Eden wasn't feeling recovered enough to travel, unfortunately, so she ended up staying in Oregon while I flew out to Minnesota and the Byram clan at Bugbee's on the 27th. We moved on to Duluth on the 30th to spend some time with Betsy and Jerry, and celebrated New Year's eve with them last night. Thus far, my migraines have actually been fairly managable during the vacation, staying mostly to evening and night hours while we were at Bugbee's, and being fairly well managed by medication at Betsy and Jerry's, save for during the drive up.<br />
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Even with trying to keep my activity level low, so as to keep the migraine demons at bay as best I could, there has been an awful lot to do. I finally got around to joining the domino addicts at Bugbee's, got some great shots of the girls in the pool (I think!), and got to visit the feral cat colony that Eden and I discovered last year. I made sure to capture a bit of the experience for Eden, since she couldn't make it - perhaps a few of you that were also unable to attend might enjoy a peek as well (Please disregard the sappiness - I miss her!)<br />
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I actually transferred an old audio tape that grandma made back in 2000 to digital format and cleaned up the background noise, one of all of us passing around the microphone and reflecting on years past, so that I could reshare it with the group, but unfortunately the speakers on my laptop just weren't up to providing clear audio at a volume that could be heard, so I'm including it here for people to download if they like.<br />
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<a href="http://jbyram.com/sharedfiles/Byram%20Christmas%202000.mp3">Christmas 2000 audio file</a><br />
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I also recorded grandma's annual question and answer game this year. Unfortunately, I didn't think about the fact that I had the video camera set to 60 frames a second, so I unintentionally cut the already horrible lighting levels in half. I'll try to bring up the lighting a bit in Adobe Premiere when I get home, but for now the audio is pretty good, at least.<br />
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I also got to take a few quick group shots of the various family groups - obviously I have more pictures to share than this, but even processing these with just a bit of retouching taxes this poor netbook horribly, so I'll probably leave off the rest until I can get to a real processor and a color balanced screen.<br />
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Finally, mom and Mejken posed for just a moment before we left Bugbee's - aren't they cute, especially mom in her fancy new hat?<br />
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Time at Betsy and Jerry's has been semi-blissfully quiet - there's been just enough snow to dust the ground and it hasn't been around long enough to turn to dirty slush. For New Years, we went out to dinner and a movie (the new Clooney film, "Descendants".) I had to duck out after that due to increasing skull pressure despite repeated medication, but the rest of the group went on to see the Fractals at a local bar, which I hear was quite good.<br />
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And that catches us up, for the most part. Life is strange, confusing, wonderful, and terrifying (especially during the night terrors inflicted by migraines that last through bedtime). For the most part, I'm in a good place, and so is Eden, although I miss her terribly after only a week away. I head home in only two days, and though I love spending time with my family, it can't come soon enough.<br />
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<br />J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-10150183776298703212011-11-03T17:41:00.000-07:002011-11-04T13:24:45.588-07:00A progress update... or lack thereofYou know, it's odd to look at the timestamp on this blog and see that it's been more than a month since I posted, when it seems like I've only been meaning to update for the last week or so; same old timewarping mind crud again, I guess. In any case, there's a fair amount to say, even if I'm not completely happy saying it.<br />
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To start off with, the trans-esophageal echo cardiogram that I'd been looking forward to for months, that would have potentially brought a solution into range or firmly defused that particular hope, (40% of migraine sufferers have a PFO, and of those that get it closed, 70% see significant improvement in their migraine symptoms, with 20% or so clearing up completely according to current studies) has not happened, and will not happen any time soon. The appointment was actually made for a normal echocardiogram (not diagnostically useful for spotting a PFO), and the tech that ran it had some serious problems with english, as well as attitude. I asked him repeatedly before and during the procedure if this was leading to the trans-esophageal exam after the prep, which he said yes to. Of course, after a couple of swipes of the transducer across my chest, he said that the test was over. I wasn't able to make myself clear to him as to what was wrong, it seems, although I did manage to convey that a PFO was what we were supposed to be looking for, whereupon he replied that he couldn't tell with this test. Bottom line, all that that test showed was some minor backflow from the major heart valves, which wasn't terribly significant one way or another with regard to the migraines.<br />
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Since that point, I've been trying to get things cleared up, and to get scheduled for the proper procedure. At first, the reply I got was that this was standard procedure for the VA, that no trans-esophageal was done without first doing a normal echo cardiogram. Fine with me, lets get that scheduled then. Well, lets see what your primary caregiver, Dr. Ferguson, has to say. This is where the whole thing falls apart. Dr. Ferguson and I made some fairly firm plans together as to what the next diagnostic steps would be, including the trans-esophageal, but I haven't heard from her since then, and her notes don't confirm this (although, ironically, the secure messaging that the VA has for patients to confer with their team does have her last message, including "The trans-esophageal echo-cardiogram is ordered by
Cardiology and I will be happy to order that for him
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At the moment, the last reply I've gotten relayed has been that the trans-esophageal is completely out of the question, because "In light of the fact that discovery of a PFO would not alter management (i.e.
there is insufficient evidence to recommend PFO closure for refractory migraine
with aura), I agree that bubble study is not necessary."(This is relayed from my neurologist) - apparently the VA simply will not do a PFO closure, regardless of whether or not one is present, so there's no point for them to look for one, because their own research has not been done on the subject. Totally confusing and maddening for me, of course, since I discussed the procedure in detail with both my primary and the neurologist in person. Bottom line, I can't do anything further on the PFO front until my next neurology appointment in December.<br />
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In any case, I've asked to move on to the next treatment stratagem, since the current regimen of Magnesium Oxide and Gabapentin has only been partially effective, and have had a number of not so great side effects that I'd like to get rid of. While it has managed to keep me out of the ER, the peaks of my pain have consistently been just below the level where I would resort to going in. Add to this the fact that I've stayed pretty constant at the one to two migraines a day pattern, and the "rescue" medicine that they have for me to take at the onset of an attack is only usable 9 times a month (or 3 a week) maximum, and I'm spending a hell of a lot of time just trying to deal with things, and to strategize exactly when to use those meds, since they only give me a couple of hours of fairly well blunted pain at a time. The rest of the time I'm stuck using other methods of defocusing that are only partially effective for making me functional - I need more, to be frank.<br />
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So now I have an appointment with yet another new doctor on Monday to discuss what's going to happen next (since otherwise I'd have to wait until December to make the next move). Hopefully the fact that this regimen has been more effective than other methods will lead us to another related medicine that works better for me. We'll see.<br />
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On the plus side, the chest pains that I'd been having fairly regularly seem to have petered out completely in the last month or so, and the cardiology stress test I had a week or so ago came out just fine and didn't show any significant problems. So that's at least one scary symptom I can take off of the table, at least for now. No word yet on the MRI that has supposedly been ordered for months now - I called and left a message yet again yesterday, but have received no reply. I'll be bringing this up at the Dr.'s appointment on Monday, of course; near as I can see, it's about all I can do for that particular issue.<br />
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No progress to speak of on the VA disability front - they haven't even responded to my last addition of documentation - the word from my rep was to wait until November on this, and if I hadn't heard from them then, he'd try again to check in on what's going down, so I'll probably go in next week to get that in motion. Speaking of motion, I did get around to starting my social security disability claim - after talking more extensively with the VA rep, this is going to end up being smarter to do, rather than waiting for the VA to make an initial decision. Looks like the SS people have their act far more together as well - filing the case was simple, straightforward, and quick. Honestly, I almost laughed in the gal's face when she apologized to me for the roughly 5 minute wait we had in the lobby. The usual turn around time for decisions is much lower than the VA as well; they're posting at 4 months average vice the VA's year and change for an initial decision. So now it's a waiting game with them as well; I'll probably have to go in to their examiners for medical and mental checkups soon, but other than that, I've done all that I can do for now.<br />
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Unfortunately, that waiting game has finally reached a point of unsustainability - Eden and I finally hit rock bottom, no cash at all last month, and our respective intermittent incomes haven't been making up the slack by a long shot. I talked it over with the finance genius for one of my former jobs, Carisbrook, and decided that it was time to crack the 401k that I'd built up with them. With the economy being crappy for the last couple of years, it's never even achieved parity with the money I put into it - at the time I withdrew my funds, the total was down about $2.5k. All the same, if I was going to draw from it at any point before I reached 59 and a half years old, this would be the year to do it, since the funds get counted as income, and so far we'd be claiming almost nothing. Another 20% got lopped off against taxes as I took the money out, but we'll most likely get the bulk of that back, by my calculations, and it won't hurt us any to have another small bump of incoming funds next April. At the end of it all, we have another half year or so of living at our current expenditure level if we're not too frivolous, and one or both of the disability claims should have a decision before then. <br />
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The last month has actually been pretty decent for me otherwise, personally and socially. Eden and I actually started going to marriage counseling (various big events and my sickness have thrown our mutual stress into high gear, and we needed some help not to take it out on each other), and have gotten hooked up with a fabulous therapist that we both really like. I realize that it seems horribly straightforward and unnecessary, but having a third party to observe and direct us and essentially say "you two are obviously stupidly in love with each other and just need some help communicating that fact" has been enormously helpful. We've both been a lot happier since we started seeing him.<br />
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We've managed a couple of escapes to Larch mountain, the gorge, and Cannon Beach during the same time, which helps us refuel a bit spiritually, just to get out of the city and share the journey together. I've even managed to drive a bit of the time, which has been fabulous for taking some of the pressure off of Eden (she's basically been my chauffeur for most of the summer and early fall) - admittedly I've had to rely on those rescue meds for the duration and have been pressing against pain at the same time, but it's still fallen back into the range of doable for a bit. The Cannon Beach trip was actually a piece of pretty cool timing - we got there just as the tide was out to the farthest point and left a number of really neat tide pools for us to explore. We only got in a couple of hours there, as my head was sounding warning bells of returning light sensitivity, etc, but it was still exactly what we needed at the time.<br />
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Fairy Floss had a really neat event a couple of weeks ago; we paid in to present at <a href="http://committedevent.com/">"Committed - Portland's Alternative Wedding event"</a>, and got a lot of interest from vendors, organizers, and couples along the way - we'll see how it pans out in terms of return business, but it was kind of epic just as a step in the direction of more business outside of the market.<br />
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We also just had the pleasure of attending the wedding of two of our good friends recently, Vashon Bench and Jessica Hunger. Eden was actually a groomsman for Vash, and I got to work as a backup photographer of sorts for another of Vash's older friends, James (aka <a href="http://badmojophoto.zenfolio.com/">Bad Mojo Photo</a>). He does fabulous work, and it was a pleasure to see him take control of the bridal party - I'd hope to attain that level of professionalism some day, but he's been in the photo game for decades longer than I, so I think I've got some leeway in catching up. He's even turning out to be a pretty cool friend for us as well, just to hang out with, so that's good too. Unfortunately, neither of us has quite finished processing our respective photos, so the couple will just have to wait to see how things turned out.<br />
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So that's about where things are at at the moment - Eden's been down for the count with an especially nasty case of the flu or somesuch since last Monday, so I've been taking care of her intermittently since then, and I'm starting to feel the inevitable onset of the symptoms myself, so that's going to pretty much take care of our weekend, I'd suspect. Ah well, such is life.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-37626718592100447122011-09-27T13:40:00.000-07:002011-09-27T13:40:19.209-07:00Perception is realityIt's really quite perverse, living with chronic pain and having profound memory issues. On the bad days, it often feels like it hasn't been quite this bad in a while (even if yesterday was actually quite awful), and on the good days, you begin to doubt that it was ever really all that bad, save for a few memorable incidents. It really screws around with your self image, because you never quite feel like you can trust either your own opinions or memories.<br />
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Since I've been working with the VA to control things, I've tried to be more faithful in recording changes and statuses regularly, but it's hard to figure out exactly what to say, and when. There's little objective value in just repeating "it really, really hurts, and makes me want to vomit", so I'm afraid that many of my entries tend to be needlessly specific and clinical, even if no one else will ever see them. Even so, it's easier for me to believe myself when I can more clearly see the trends and spikes in depression and pain. That helps, some, but doesn't hold for long. It's really, really messed up to be in the middle of a horrible attack and still feel like you might be a hypochondriac.<br />
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I'm a little conflicted right now, too, about the concern the family is showing for me. It's gotten so that nearly any time I'm in pain or look uncomfortable (she often sees me holding my head or cringing from light long before I'm consciously aware of anything more than discomfort), Eden will immediately ask me "Do you need me to take you to the ER?"<br />
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It's the right question to ask; I know she only wants to help and in turn feels the same incredibly intense need to fix things that I do when she's in pain, but at the same time, it makes me feel terribly odd, every time. On the one hand, the VA isn't really set up to do anything but send you to the ER if you don't already have an appropriate appointment, and on the other, I sure as hell don't want to crowd the only VA emergency room in the Portland area when they routinely only have 2 doctors on duty at once. So, again, I tell her "No, it's just a bad day.", which has absolutely been the truth recently, but the bad days have been coasting along at just below crisis level.<br />
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On the plus side, I'm still getting the occasional block of daylight hours that ends up relatively symptom-free, even if the mornings and evenings aren't doing so hot. The nausea had even been staying away entirely for a few days in a row last week, so Eden, Cassie, and I hopped in the car on Friday and went up to Home Valley to swim, just past Stevenson, WA. It was actually my first run there in months, even though the girls have been heading there regularly all summer, as their respective tans attest. The length of the trip and the associated twists and turns just made it an impossibility while my stomach was even slightly twitchy, as our few aborted group attempts prior will attest. <br />
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In this case, however, we actually had a wonderful time, something of an appropriate goodbye to the season on the autumnal equinox, and we even got to go by Granma's Gedunk and get a scoop of ice cream before they closed for the year. The heat in the air was much less oppressive there, and it was still pretty warm in the water (I tend to get a bit shy about just jumping in when it's icey.) My head even held long enough for me to take over driving on the way home, as Eden was just bushed.<br />
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Yesterday morning was pretty good as well; I got to accompany Eden out to see Vivian and do some housework for her, as has become a bi-Monday habit. Again, restrictions in movement ability have kept me from doing this for months, and I missed seeing her outside of the occasional family group meal. Very odd day, symptomatically, actually - much of the day was simply swept aside by massive waves of dizziness and nausea, fortunately waiting to start until we were already out for sushi with her. I absolutely love pickled ginger on sushi rolls, and it helped my stomach quite a bit for the short term.<br />
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Once we got home, we got something of an explanation for the big charge, if not a reason for it. Upon checking,my blood pressure was 30-40 below my average, starting at 57/99 at 73 bpm, and holding in that range for nearly the entire day. Normally, I run very high, staying in the 110-120/150-160 at 100+ bpm, with spikes over the 160 line (official hypertension) when I'm in active pain. Climbed back towards my normal range today, but still feeling pretty off.<br />
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It's far to early to make any definitive statements, but all the same, it feels like the new magnesium oxide and gabapentin combo that's supposed to help level out my symptoms over the long term is having some effect - at the least, my answers about the ER hasn't had to be "YES!" since I started taking it almost two weeks ago, and I'm still not quite up to the final level of dosage yet. If only I could get an answer on increasing my number of pills for my rescue meds that I'm supposed to take at the onset of an attack to blunt it (currently I'm allotted 9 pills per month... and I'm having migraines twice a day, most days), I'd actually be pretty happy with the progress over the short term. At the least, when I actually do break down and use one of the rescue meds, it does seem to help noticably, and usually within an hour or so (my last usually took about 2.5 hours to do anything, if they were going to).<br />
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We'll see how things turn out. I did receive my results back from the IGE allergen test, and if I'm interpretting the number correctly, I'm not significantly allergic to anything they test for. (Again the double-edged sword - I don't have to give up any major food group for life, but no instant fix from it either).<br />
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This Friday is actually going to be rather interesting, or at least I think so. I'm going in for a trans-esophageal echo-cardiogram (an ultrasound probe down my throat, so as to be able to get right up next to my heart and get a very clear picture of the structures.) They'll be looking specifically for a malady known as PFO, or Patient Foramen Ovale. Here's the theory on what it is and why it sounds like a perfect match, to me: When you're in the womb, your mom's lungs are doing all of the breahting for both of you, so there's an open passage in your heart that connects the right and left halves, effectively bypassing your own system. Normally, this closes completely before birth, and the halves are completely independent, with one half pumping deoxygenated blood from the body to the lungs, and the other pumping oxygen-rich blood back out.<br />
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If I do have PFO, it means that this passage is partially open again, and may be allowing some de-oxygenated blood to bypass the system, which accounts for so many things, in my head. Not only is it potentially directly responsible for the migraines, but also explains the high blood pressure/bpm (more work to do the job if it's a less efficient gas exchange), the extremely volatile and unpredictable nature of my attacks, and the sudden spikes of heart pain (asphyxiation HURTS, thanks to lactic acid build up, and if the cardiac circuit that actually supplies the heart with oxygen gets a spike of oxygen poor blood, that's just what it would feel like. The good news is that if it is PFO, it should be fixable with surgery. This test and possible explanation actually came from one of my former advisors down at Klamath Falls, as he was actually doing a study on this very phenomenon and mentioned that I sounded like an ideal match in my interview. If nothing else, it's a fascinating theory to me, almost beautiful in the elegance with which is would explain so much.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-83460726824733804612011-09-21T10:49:00.000-07:002011-09-21T10:49:15.633-07:00SteamedPissed off and right.... you really, really don't want me in that condition. Unfortunately, that's where I find myself, now. I recently got ahold of the initial results of my compensation and pension exams, and I've got to say, I've very rarely been quite this incensed.<br />
The short version of their findings is: "You don't have any significant issues, and even if you did, we didn't do it." <b>Wrong answer, buddy.</b> The examinations in question were completely screwed up, and in several cases, the examiner simply assumed information that was completely incorrect, in effect falsifying information to provide answers that were more favorable to their side of the table. Seriously not good juju, there.<br />
So, basically, I've been spending the last couple of days working with my local rep and putting together an appropriately scathing and articulate response, and gathering evidence that my issues have been acknowledged as probable effects of the toxin exposure I received in Japan, including some fun internal direction to the C&P department specifically on this subject. If you'd like a better idea of exactly what's going on, I've included the full text of my latest statement below, along with links to the evidence I'm submitting.<br />
Also, as a special "treat" of sorts, I happened across a couple of videos that someone shot of the residential complexes on Atsugi while the incinerator was still in operation. Here they are, if you're curious as to what Jessie and I were living in for a couple of years, especially during the half of the year that winds directed the smog directly to us.<br />
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The good news is that my new nurse practicioner seems to be significantly better than my last one, and I've got a number of tests scheduled over the next few months that might help me lock down what's actually wrong a little better.<br />
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Joshua ********** – Reference – ********** – File # ********** - Statement in Support of Claim 2<br />
(As dictated to, edited, and organized by Eden **********) September 19, 2011<br />
As my ongoing symptoms of migraine and associated secondary effects have continued to worsen over the past several months, I recently requested a copy of my VA medical health record since March of this year, so that I might provide these reports as additional supporting evidence for my disability claim. Among the reports provided were copies of my Compensation and Pension benefit exams, and I must say that I was dismayed, insulted, and incensed by the opinions given, as well as the manner in which these examinations were given (rushed, incomplete, and in some cases, information/answers assumed by the examiner without bothering to ask relevant questions). Further, I wish to take this opportunity to respond to those opinions and to provide further evidence as appropriate prior to the VA rendering an initial decision on my case, so as to avoid the delay and expense that might be incurred by necessitating an appeal to that decision if it were to be based on these opinions alone.<br />
Firstly, I would like to address a number of discrepancies and note a few items in the two records provided to me. Enclosure #1 is my Navy Medical Record, as provided to me upon discharge. I’d like to note that my separation physical was provided by a pharmacy assistant (as noted on Page 12, 23Oct00), rather than an actual physician, and thus may be considered somewhat suspect in thoroughness. When I left Japan (as noted on page 14, 18Jan00), more frequent colds, sinus congestion, and a pattern of progressively decreasing health were documented already, although my symptoms hadn’t increased to the debilitating level that they have assumed in recent years. Pages 15-19 document that I had been given Health and Environmental Fact Sheet, NAF Atsugi #1 (included as Enclosure #3) as part of the move to on base housing with my first wife, Jessie. I should point out that this move was not optional, and was in fact required as soon as space in on base housing opened up – at no point was an alternative to on base housing made available to service members expressing concern over these environmental issues, and the potential effect of those issues was verbally minimized in every possible way by housing personnel. Additionally, my wife and I were located in building 3056, just over 500 meters from the incinerators in question, and thus had very high exposure to the pollutants throughout our time there.<br />
Pages 10, 13, and 22 document the decrease in hearing acuity that I suffered over my term of service. Pages 13, 23-25, and 75-76 document the skin irritation and psoriasis that developed during this time. Pages 14. and 75-76 document the increased breathing difficulty and bloody nasal discharge over the same period. Conspicuously missing are records of the half dozen or so visits to the doctor that I had documenting intervals of increased blood pressure and dizziness/tingling in the extremities during my service in Japan (the headaches that I currently suffer had not increased to catastrophic level at this time, and thus were attributed to this blood pressure increase). I would like to request that copies of my original medical records from NAF Atsugi and CTF 72 Kami Seya be obtained to provide records of these incidents.<br />
Enclosure #2 is my VA Medical Record, as printed electronically on September 14th, 2011. Pages 44 and 49 both list my habits as drinking rarely; in point of fact I have not drunk alcohol since April of this year, at which point I was asked to discontinue my already infrequent alcohol use so as to avoid additional stress on my system. Pages 24, 64, 67, 70, 73, 76, 79, 83, 86, 88, 91, 94, 97, and 101 all indicate that Topirimate is in current use at the time of respective examinations; this was discontinued on 8/01/11. Page 26 indicates that my mother has dementia and that I had lost 10 lbs; it is my maternal grandmother that had dementia, and I had lost 23 lbs at that point. Page 130 lists ADHD as being symptomatic since childhood; this is incorrect – in fact symptoms have only been present since my military service, and I was not diagnosed as having ADHD until 2006 by Dr. Julien ********** of the Corvallis Clinic in Oregon.<br />
Pages 104-111 are the findings of Dr. Dillon on 8/15/11 for my mental health evaluation for compensation and pension. I disagree with his findings on several specific points. I do, in fact, agree with at least part of his statement on page 105, "...Mr. Byram's depression (including memory gaps) is more likely than not caused by his headaches.", and will in fact state unequivocally that my current depression revolves entirely around my migraines and associated symptoms; I would regard my depression as a secondary symptom of same. As to my memory issues, it is unclear to me how much of that issue is directly related to the headaches and how much is a tertiary symptom created by said depression, or if in fact this is an unrelated symptom created through my toxin exposure at Atsugi.<br />
On page 107, Dr. Dillon selected the response: "Occupational and social impairment with occasional decrease in work efficiency and intermittent periods of inability to perform occupational tasks, although generally functioning satisfactorily, with normal routine, self-care, and conversation." – I would more accurately characterize my situation with this response, found on the same page: "Occupational and social impairment with deficiencies in most areas, such as work, school, family relations, judgment, thinking, and/or mood." He also states that "The veteran's occupational and social impairment is due to his psychological distress/depression." – I disagree with this wholeheartedly. My difficulties with school, work, and social life revolve entirely around my migraines, the inactive time required by them, the difficulty in thinking during an attack, lack of concentration and distraction provided by the severity of the pain and secondary effects, as well as the unpredictability of their pattern. Currently, my symptoms have increased to the point that I have migraines lasting 8-12 hours daily, incurring extreme pain, nausea, dizziness, and provide extreme sensitivity to light and sound as well as visual and spatial distortion. Friends and family have noted an increase in my general irritability, a decrease in logical thinking, and a general depressive mood, typified in the most extreme cases by some level of suicidal ideation during the most severe periods. Onset of symptoms has become both rapid and erratic, causing me to have to forgo driving for myself if at all possible since June of this year.<br />
When I was laid off in 2009, part of the reason that I chose not to return to the workforce and instead attempt to change career fields by going back to school was as a delaying strategy to decrease the level of activity required of me from day to day in response to the increasing severity of my symptoms at that time. I had hoped to find some combination of medicine and/or avoidance of triggering effects that might allow me to decrease the impact of these issues. Instead, symptoms have only worsened since that point, eventually leading to a decision to withdraw from school in June of this year. Eventually, I came to the realization that further time at school at this level of medical control would only serve to increase my debt in terms of school loans without providing significant educational benefit.<br />
On page 109, Dr. Dillon typifies my memory issues as: "Mild memory loss, such as forgetting names, directions, or recent events" – I would argue that the selection of "Impairment of short and long term memory, for example, retention of only highly learned material, forgetting to complete tasks", found on the same page, would be more accurate. At this point, nearly all of my memories of times before the last year or so is missing, and is only able to be mildly prompted by photos and letters from those years. The three years that I had with my first wife, Jessie, are almost entirely gone, and in point of fact, I have great difficulty in even being able to call her to mind. More recent events are, at best, blurry and indistinct, retaining only the most general outlines of experience. Insofar as short term memory is concerned, my daily life has become almost entirely dependent upon electronic alarms and aids, such as writing notes to myself for nearly any issue or concern via my mobile phone, as well as prompting by those around me.<br />
Pages 133-153 are the findings of Dr. Tuna on 6/30/11 for my physical health evaluation for compensation and pension. While I do disagree with several of his findings, and will speak to this further later, the most concerning and immediate issue that I would like to address is that several sections of questions were skipped outright during the interview and simply marked as negative. I would like to address those here. On page 136-138, the sections “Genitourinary ROS” and “Abdominal/Gastrointestinal ROS” were skipped entirely and marked negative.<br />
For Genitourinary ROS, I was not asked if there was a history of abnormal flow, urgency, dysuria, hesitancy, testicular pain, scrotal mass, erectile dysfunction, genital lesions, urethral discharge, flank pain, hematuria, stones, urinary frequency, nocturia, urinary incontinence, dialysis, obstructive voiding, repetitive urinary infection. Accordingly, hesitancy and erectile dysfunction are currently marked as negative and should instead be positive.<br />
For Abdominal/gastrointestinal ROS, I was not asked if there was a history of nausea, vomiting, diarrhea, constipation, indigestion, heartburn, hemmoroids, hernia, abdominal mass, abdominal swelling, regurgitation, jaundice, fecal incontinence, post-prandial symptoms, dysphagia, hematemesis, melena, pancreatitis, gallbladder attacks, abdominal pain. Accordingly, nausea, vomiting, heartburn, gallbladder attacks, and abdominal pain are all currently marked as negative and should instead be positive.<br />
On page 138, under Psychiatric ROS, history of speech difficulty, memory problems, and sleep impairment are all currently marked negative and should be positive. I often experience aphasia during migraine attacks, have extensive memory issues as indicated above, and currently experience both insomnia and night terrors. Both page 144 and 147 indicate that I was currently in school at the time of examination, when in fact I had already stopped going to school. Page 145 indicates no history of dizziness, which should instead be positive. Page 149 currently indicates migraine frequency during the past 12 months as “weekly”, which should be “daily”.<br />
Page 150 asks for the effects on usual occupation and resulting work problem, to which Dr. Tuna responded: "difficulty concentrating at work when migraines occur". This is grossly understated, in my opinion, as is the response to "Are there effects of this problem on normal activities?” which is simply “No.” I must admit that I am simply stupefied as to how this is selected as the appropriate response when I am unable to make significant long term plans due to the unpredictability of my issues, am forced to spend many days simply waiting in the dark for the current attack to pass, and must currently be considered unemployable due to the sheer volume of time in which I would be unable to perform job related tasks. In point of fact, many short term trips (to the store and such) have had to be aborted due to rapid onset of symptoms without warning shortly after leaving the house. Quite apart from the “normal” level of discomfort and incapacitation that I have been experiencing up to this point, the severity of my symptoms has continued to accelerate, to the point that I was forced to seek care through the emergency department on 6/28/11 at Southwest Washington Hospital, as well as the Portland VA emergency department on 7/1/11, 8/18/11, 8/21/11, 8/22/11, and 9/08/11. I have also had increasing experiences with migraines lasting multiple days without break.<br />
On page 151, Dr. Tuna states “The condition/disability headaches/migraines is not caused by or a result of service (and/or exposure to environmental toxins). Rationale for opinion given: No medical documentation of headaches/migraines in service (in fact veteran uniformly responded ‘no’ to headaches in all health questionnaires in service). No basis in medical fact to assert environmental toxin exposure resulted in headaches/migraines.” As indicated previously in this response, several records of medical visits documenting intervals of increased blood pressure and dizziness/tingling in the extremities during my service in Japan are missing, and my headaches at that time were within a range that were attributed to this increase in blood pressure, rather than being a symptom on their own. Insofar as these not being related to environmental toxins, I would refer you to enclosure #5, Page 23, and enclosure #9, page 3and 7, which outline headache/migraine associated with exposure. Enclosure #15 specifically indicates that among the toxins personnel were exposed to, carbon tetrachloride, cadmium, chloroform, mercury, trichlorethene, vinyl chloride, and 1,3-Dichloropropene are known to cause headache/migraine.<br />
Also on page 151, Dr. Tuna states “The condition/disability pain due to light sensitivity (causing migraines) is not caused by or a result of service (or environmental toxin exposure). Rationale for opinion given: The only light sensitivity noted in the SMR’s was secondary to a single episode of acute conjunctivitis, which resolved. The conjunctivitis was likely the cause of both the ‘pain’ and ‘light sensitivity’ noted. No subsequent light sensitivity is documented, and none is associated with headaches or pain. There is no basis in medical fact to assert that environmental toxin exposures have resulted in pain due to light sensitivity.” I am not entirely sure as to why this is broken out as separate from my migraines, but my initial headaches were mild enough and infrequent enough that I did not experience or associate light sensitivity with my migraine symptoms until some years after my military service, nor was visual aura prominent enough to be identified as an ongoing symptom.<br />
On page 152, Dr. Tuna states “The condition/disability chronic bloody discharge from the nose is not caused by or a result of service (including exposure to environmental toxins) Rationale for opinion given: Normal nose exam, no medical documentation of any bloody noses. The veteran repeatedly responded ‘no’ to medical questionnaires asking about any nose problems, while in service. There is no basis in medical fact to assert that toxin exposures have caused chronic bloody noses.” This is inaccurate; Pages 14, and 75-76 of my Navy medical record document the increased breathing difficulty and bloody nasal discharge I experienced during my time in Japan. Insofar as these not being related to environmental toxins, I would refer you to enclosure #3, Page 2, enclosure #5, Page 23-24, and enclosure #9, page 3 and 7, which outline breathing issues associated with exposure. Enclosure #15 specifically indicates that among the toxins personnel were exposed to, arsenic, beryllium, cadmium, nitrogen dioxide, particulate matter, sulfur dioxide, vinyl chloride, 1,2-Dichlorethane, 1,2-Dichloropropane, and 1,3-Dichloropropene are known to cause respiratory issues.<br />
Also on page 152, Dr. Tuna states “The condition/disability psoriasis L pre-tibial area is at least as likely as not (50/50 probability) caused by or a result of service. Rationale for opinion given: SMR’s appear to support the diagnosis of psoriasis in the same area identified on exam today. The total amount of skin involvement appears stable or less than initially reported years ago.” This is only somewhat inaccurate, as the psoriasis initially appeared on the upper surface of my left foot and occupied an area approximately half the size of the current area. Pages 13, 23-25, and 75-76 of my Navy medical record document the skin irritation and psoriasis that developed during my enlistment. Insofar as this being related to environmental toxins, I would refer you to enclosure #3, page 7, enclosure #5, page 7 and 23, enclosure #8, page 2 and 12-13, and enclosure #9, page 3 and 7, which outline skin issues associated with exposure. Enclosure #15 specifically indicates that among the toxins personnel were exposed to, arsenic, cadmium, carbon tetrachloride, trichlorethelene, 1,2-Dichlorethane , 1,2-Dichloropropane, 1,3-Dichloropropene, and 2,3,7,8-tetrachlorodibenzo-paradioxin are known skin irritants.
In addition to the symptoms specifically discussed in Dr. Tuna’s stated opinions, the nausea that was skipped over in the questionnaire is indicated as a known issue in enclosure #5, page 24, and enclosure #9, page 3 and 7, which outline nausea as one of the symptoms associated with exposure. Enclosure #15 specifically indicates that among the toxins personnel were exposed to, arsenic, cadmium, carbon tetrachloride, chloroform, mercury, trichlorethene, and 1,2-Dichlorethane are known to cause nausea. Also skipped over were symptoms of vomiting, which are specifically indicated in enclosure #15 as potentially caused by cadmium, carbon tetrachloride, trichlorethelene, and 1,2-Dichlorethane, among the chemical toxins personnel were exposed to.<br />
Additional symptoms experienced during or associated with these migraine attacks but not mentioned by the questionnaire are chest pain/angina (mentioned as a potential effect in enclosure #9, page 3, and acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to beryllium and mercury in enclosure #15), anosmia (acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to camium in enclosure #15), depression (acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to chloroform in enclosure #15), dizziness (acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to carbon tetrachloride, chloroform, trichlorethelene, vinyl chloride, 1,2-Dichloropropane, and 1,3-Dichloropropene in enclosure #15), irritability (acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to chloroform in enclosure #15), insomnia (acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to lead and mercury in enclosure #15), along with memory, concentration, confusion, and attention issues (acknowledged as potentially caused by exposure to mercury and trichlorethelene in enclosure #15).<br />
Finally, also on page 152, Dr. Tuna states "Due to the veteran being an unreliable historian, it would be mere speculation to comment on unemployability due to migraine headaches. These headaches do not appear to be service connected in any event." I would respond that I have been as faithful a historian as has been practical under the circumstances, and have given the VA access to all available medical records, given my infrequent medical coverage over the years. The catastrophic effect of these migraines on my employability should be self evident, and the connection of these migraines with my service in Japan should be considered to be well proven, as they are listed as a known effect in several of the attached enclosures, and the latency period of associated symptoms is well documented.<br />
Thus far, my experience with the VA health system has been haphazard at best, with some physicians providing excellent, informed service, and others simply seeming content with barely going through the motions. An example would be the experience that I have recently had with the nurse practioner initially assigned as my primary care giver. While her support staff seemed both eager and adequate, over the six months that I was officially under her care, I spent a total of 45 minutes speaking with her, the bulk of which occurred during my intake interview. Calls for follow up care following ER visits and repeated requests for referral to specialist(s) and additional testing were simply ignored, finally culminating in a necessary request for reassignment to another provider. My current referral to a staff neurologist actually came through the emergency department, after having been berated again during my third visit of the week for not following up with more qualified personnel.<br />
Currently, I am experiencing extremely painful migraines lasting 6-8 hours per session, usually twice per day, and often punctuated by vomiting triggered by the sheer level of pain experienced during intermittent spikes of severity. Secondary effects concurrent with these attacks include dizziness, nausea, confusion, aphasia, aura, visual distortion, light and sound sensitivity. I spend a significant amount of time simply lying in the dark, trying desperately to avoid any additional stimulus that might further aggravate my symptoms, compromising my ability to participate social or productive activities, much less employment. I have also recently begun experiencing periods of crushing chest pain/angina lasting between 5-90 minutes per attack, and have experienced over a dozen of these attacks over the past two months. I’ve had insomnia for years now due to the pain interfering with sleep patterns, and have intermittent night terrors, especially during periods where I pass out while still in pain.<br />
Frankly, at this point I’m very concerned about my situation. I’m scared that the pace and severity of these issues will continue to accelerate, and that further issues associated with my time in Atsugi will continue to surface. The extreme latency of known issues means that I will not likely know all of the long term effects for decades to come. I’m concerned for my fellow service members, who may not be aware of the health issues that have been incurred by their service alongside me in Japan. If it were not for the current severity of my own issues, I myself would not have known of the connections between the smog that bathed our housing units daily and the illnesses I have now, nor would I have known that I was entitled to care through the VA, as I found out last year.<br />
At the time, the command made almost no effort to disseminate information, and minimized any potential risk verbally, despite multiple investigations into health risks and ongoing complaints issued to both the Japanese government and the Shinkampo operators. The sum total of guidance offered to me and my wife was a single 2 page flyer (Enclosure #3) outlining minor short term respiratory issues and a nearly infinitesimal potential increase in cancer rates for a very long length of exposure. We certainly weren’t made aware of the 240+ toxins found during these investigations, nor the additional known diseases and effects likely to be caused by exposure to these. In addition, neither myself nor any of these shipmates that I maintain contact with were contacted about these issues after our period of service in Japan, despite a directive to establish a registry of affected service members.<br />
Further, I’m concerned about the long term effects of this on my mental status. My first wife, Jessie, had numerous health issues during her stay on base, including migraine, bronchitis, depression, and endometriosis, all of which only worsened as her time on Atsugi lengthened. She was driven to attempt suicide twice, and finally passed away in early 2001. I find myself scared that my own path will eventually follow hers, and that I will lose control of my faculties. The progress of my issues has gotten bad enough that my family have become scared of my actions during an attack, and my wife has asked that I carry her information on a prominent and easily accessible card so that she may be contacted if I am incapacitated.<br />
In conclusion, I would invite the VA to examine the enclosed documentation, much of which was generated by the Atsugi command or under direction from the command. If more in depth C&P examinations are required, I will willingly make myself available for the appropriate testing, but would hope that the experience of having my responses to questions about my medical history simply being assumed to be negative without actually being asked would not be repeated.
Thank you for your time,<br />
Sincerely,<br />
Josh *******<br />
I hereby certify that the information I have given is true to the best of my knowledge and belief.<br />
Signed 9/20/11 _______________________<br />
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Enclosures:
Enclosure #1, Navy Medical Record, Joshua A. Byram, 1995-2000, 80 pages [Purpose of inclusion: To provide a complete record of my navy medical history, as given to me]<br />
Enclosure #2, VA Medical Record, Joshua A. Byram, March 7, 2011-September 14, 2011, 200 pages [Purpose of inclusion: To provide a complete record of my VA medical history since joining the VA system on March 7, 2011]<br />
Enclosure #3, Health and Environmental Fact Sheet #1, 3 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://www-nehc.med.navy.mil/downloads/ep/Atsugi/FACTSHT1.pdf" target="_blank">http://www-nehc.med.navy.mil/downloads/ep/Atsugi/FACTSHT1.pdf</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate the sum total of health information offered to myself and my wife upon being moved to on base housing]<br />
Enclosure #4, Compensation and Pension Service Bulletin – October 2009, 8 pages (Excerpt, pages 1-2, retrieved from: <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/CP_Bulletin_Oct_09.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/CP_Bulletin_Oct_09.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To direct Compensation and Pension personnel to their own internal guidance on this issue]<br />
Enclosure #5 - US DOJ Petition from RADM Haskins on 22Aug97 to Governor Kanagawa.pdf, 28 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://sites.google.com/site/srpusmc/USDOJPetition22Aug97GovernorKanagawa.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://sites.google.com/site/srpusmc/USDOJPetition22Aug97GovernorKanagawa.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To confirm that the USN was aware of environmental hazards at the highest levels, to confirm toxins found within incinerator output, and to confirm known health issues associated with same]<br />
Enclosure #6, U.S. Senate Committee Letter and response from DOD & VA, 9 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/SOCenvirotoxins09.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/SOCenvirotoxins09.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: Guidance for confirmation of exposure locations and times]<br />
Enclosure #7, VA/DOD Response to Certain Military Exposures, 166 pages (Excerpt, pages 10, 21, 49-62, 76-82, 103, 118-123, 132-134, retrieved from: <a href="http://veterans.senate.gov/upload/10_08_09.rtf" target="_blank">http://veterans.senate.gov/upload/10_08_09.rtf</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To provide official dialogue and responses regarding this issue, illustrate the effects on other residents and the extremely limited response by base authorities in controlling exposure]<br />
Enclosure #8 - 2009 NAF Atsugi Health Study, NMCPHC, Executive Summary, 17 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/NMCPHCJuly09ExecutiveSummaryNAFAtsug.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/NMCPHCJuly09ExecutiveSummaryNAFAtsug.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate effects of exposure as indicated by the health study, to confirm a number of the known toxins that residents were exposed to, to indicate the inherent limitations assumed by these studies due to non-inclusion and issue latencies]<br />
Enclosure #9, 97 Medical Effects and Pregnancy Study, 8 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/97MedicalEffectsandPregnancyStudy.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/97MedicalEffectsandPregnancyStudy.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To provide study results for service members still working on base at the time of study as opposed to latent effects, to provide an alternate sampling of known toxins that residents were exposed to]<br />
Enclosure #10, 98 Human Health Risk Assessment Atsugi, 47 pages (Excerpt, pages 14-15, 32-33 retrieved from: <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/98HumanHealthRiskAssessmentAtsugi.pdf?attredirects=0"> target="_blank">http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/98HumanHealthRiskAssessmentAtsugi.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To provide information as to concentrations of known pollutants provided by the incinerator]<br />
Enclosure #11, EPA Mini-case studies, 29 pages (Excerpt, pages 3-5, retrieved from: <a href="http://epa.gov/osp/regions/minicase.pdf" target="_blank">http://epa.gov/osp/regions/minicase.pdf</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate pollutant concentration as derived from soil sampling at various distances from the incinerator]<br />
Enclosure #12, Skywriter, October 10, 1997, Page 2, Captain’s Call, 1 page (retrieved from: <a href="http://sites.google.com/site/nafatsugi2/97CaptianCallNotransfers.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://sites.google.com/site/nafatsugi2/97CaptianCallNotransfers.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate lack of concern from leadership as well as lack of information dissemination as to the seriousness of health concerns]<br />
Enclosure #13, Email from u00pa2b@cpf.navy.mi on 8-7-98, 2 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://sites.google.com/site/nafatsugi2/97EmaildataPeoplearenotawareonarriva.pdf?attredirects=0" target="_blank">http://sites.google.com/site/nafatsugi2/97EmaildataPeoplearenotawareonarriva.pdf?attredirects=0</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate that, at some level, command personnel were well aware of the seriousness of the situation and that there was a wide disconnect between that level and the level of concern conveyed as appropriate to base personnel]<br />
Enclosure #14, Text of S.3378 as Placed on Calendar Senate, 4 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://www.opencongress.org/bill/111-s3378/show" target="_blank">http://www.opencongress.org/bill/111-s3378/show</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate senate concern and action with regard to former NAF Atsugi personnel]<br />
Enclosure #15 - Toxin Chemicals that exceeded EPA standards at NAF Atsugi, Japan, 16 pages (retrieved from: <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/health" target="_blank">http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/health</a>) [Purpose of inclusion: To illustrate known connections between exposed toxins and associated health effects]
J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-88186798561811151452011-09-09T22:21:00.000-07:002011-11-04T13:23:00.426-07:00Yesterday, or, a time when records were set, new friends were met, but no long term answers, yet...<br />
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Eden actually pointed out a simply brilliant post from a webcomic called "Hyperbole and a half", recently, which highlights the plain inadequacy of the traditional pain scale used in doctor's offices these days. Unfortunately, I had entirely too much of a valid reason to use the proposed new scale, yesterday.<br />
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As it turns out, my respite from pain was a lot briefer than I had been hoping as of last post. Migraines, chest pain, and vomiting all made intermittent appearances over the last few days, culminating in the mother of all horrible experiences yesterday. I still don't know exactly what was going on, but I woke up in absolute agony shortly after midnight, with immense pressure and a sensation of fluid shifting around in my head - every change of angle for any reason whatsoever kicked the already nearly unbearable pain into extra high gear. Being absolutely exhausted, and frankly unable to face the thought of the movement involved in getting up and finding something to take the edge off the pain (not to mention not having the slightest idea what medication would be appropriate, as this felt so different from my normal modes), I spent the next few hours drifting between lying awake and getting just far enough into sleep to have absolutely terrifying dreams - somehow sleeping while in pain always seems to be about the only thing that produces dreams that I remember, and they're always just scary as hell; perhaps my normal sleep cycle just runs right past REM on the way to deep sleep in a desperate attempt to make up the many hours of sleep I tend to miss.<br />
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In any case, one of the dream cycles I landed in was just profoundly disturbing (this among dreams of being fired from working at Costco and being trapped in an underground apartment). For some reason, I ended up in a sequence that essentially had me convinced that my little brother, a man whom I've known, loved, and respected for approximately 28 years now, was a figment of my imagination. Now, I know that this sounds odd and unbelievable, but you have to understand, my normal memory is absolutely shattered at this point, most especially the memories from my childhood and early adulthood. Often, when my thoughts turn to my first wife, Jessie, for whatever reason, it's hard to feel that those years were real, given how little of our life together that I can recall. Kind of tragic, really, and not a fact that I care for, but I use it now as a comparison, because the dream had me feeling exactly the same way, that maybe the experiences I recalled with him were really all in my head. Regardless, I woke back up, still in horrible pain, and spent the better part of an hour and a half recounting the experiences I'd shared with him, and trying to convince myself that Tim actually existed. Perhaps this will give you some idea of how tenuous my hold on reality is at times, especially when I'm hurting for sleep.<br />
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The remainder of the night flowed by in much the same way, with dreams becoming less and less logical and pain continuing to get worse. I'm afraid that by the time Eden woke up, and eventually talked me into going in to the ER (I had myself quite convinced that they wouldn't be able to help me, that they would commit me for being suicidal, and that I wouldn't survive the trip to the ER due to the movement required), I had scared her quite a bit. Normally I'm a pretty stoic fellow, as I don't see the point of crying in most cases, and really don't have access to much emotion most of the time (left overs from the military and various traumatic periods, I think). This time, however, I managed to get myself into a hell of a state, somewhere between screaming and sobbing (Scrobbing?), as crying only made the pain that much worse, and of course, once started, it was awfully hard to calm down enough to stop. Surely unfairly scary to those around me, and I'm sorry for having exposed them to such a thing.<br />
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In the end, Eden did get me to the ER, with me holding on desperately to the seat and handle the whole way, trying valiantly to minimize movement from the most miniscule of bumps, with my eyes hidden behind both sunglasses and a wet washcloth. As I told the intake nurse, my pain was holding at a 10 ("the worst pain you've ever experienced" - prior to this point anyway) without movement, and was simply making up brand new numbers with any aggravating movement, crying, or the wondrously unpleasant experience of vomiting, which I'm afraid I had to dash away for twice while waiting for a bed to open up in the ER.<br />
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Of course they threw blood tests at me, and even took a CAT scan to be sure that there weren't any suspicious blobs showing up in my head to explain the nastiness, but in the end, they weren't able to come up with an explanation, other than possibly meningitis. Given that my temperature and other stats were in a normalish range, and that my pain was eventually managed, we decided to hold off on the spinal tap required to test for that against the symptoms returning in the next few days. Of course, to get my pain under control, they ended up piping in some Dilaudid, a morphine derivative that I hadn't been introduced to previously, along with a varied witches brew of anti-inflammatories and anti-histamines in my IV. Let me tell you, that's some pretty powerful stuff - quite unpleasant waves of sensation when first given, but insofar as A. covering pain, and B. making the remaining pain unimportant, that stuff is amazing. I went from pain quite literally off the scale to perhaps a 4 or a 5 in a matter of hours. Granted, I surely would have preferred some kind of answer for why things hurt so dang much, and I'm more than a little scared that it will return, but failing that, I'll take it. They even sent home two pills of it just in case, along with a few other meds, which I'm given to understand is quite unusual for that level of narcotic. The pain hasn't returned bad enough to make me resort to it yet, thankfully.<br />
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Actually, today hasn't been half bad - I woke up with very low static pain, but extremely high photophobia this morning, and so didn't accompany the girls to the swimming hole today, but even that faded for the most part in the afternoon after a dose of the anti-inflamitories and anti-histamines that the ER gave me to hold out until I can see my new doctor.<br />
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In point of fact, I don't have a new doctor - while the VA approved me leaving my previous nurse practitioner, they've simply assigned me to another one, as I mentioned last post. Oh well; I did get set up for an intake interview with her next Tuesday, so we'll see how that goes. I still do have some hope for the results of the MRI that my neurologist ordered - it should show much more soft tissue definition than the CAT scan, and thus may show different results. I have, however, given up on the elimination diet - it seems clear that dropping the major allergen possibilities from my diet had no significant impact over the week or so I was on it, although technically I suppose I could still have some environmental factors kicking in as allergens, so I'll still be asking for a test for that kind of thing.<br />
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So yes, that's where I'm at now - quite impressively horrible over the last few days, but at least today wasn't too bad at all. As Eden said, it's awfully nice to see me smile and laugh again (and it's awfully nice to have the attention span to do so - the fact that <a href="http://edbyrne.com/">Ed Byrne</a> is brilliantly funny helped too - we spent the evening watching some of his standup.)J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-43355793934036578822011-09-06T11:37:00.000-07:002011-09-06T11:54:23.031-07:00Sitrep: So Far...Well, I've got to admit to some confusion. It's Day 6 of my new elimination diet, and, as of yesterday, I was assuming that it wasn't bearing any fruit. The weekend was actually somewhat nice - horrible pain in the morning and evening, but I did get a few waking hours off in the afternoon to actually have some time to myself (pity it couldn't have been time that Eden was home). Yesterday was agonizing; woke up in pain at 3:30 am, and the darn thing didn't quit until 6pm - I was quite afraid that I'd bounced right into another multi-day cycle. All of this could easily be part of my normal variations in cycle; when I'm in the headache every day mode, it tends to shift by a bit off of a static 24 hour cycle, scrolling earlier or later at a whim, but generally somewhat stable.<br /><br />Today, however, I woke up dizzy and nauseous, but with quite minimal pain. Still within the purview of my normal variation, but it seems to be tapering off somewhat, and I don't appear to be too very photophobic.<br /><br />Long story short, I don't know where I'm at, but I guess there's something to be said for lack of negative confirmation. I'll be sticking to this diet (and lusting madly after soda and normal food - it probably doesn't help that I've been spending at least a little of my "useless" time reorganizing ebooks, and that I'm now in the cooking section) for another week or so, then will evaluate whether further investigation of allergy potentials is warranted.<br /><br />Secondary thought: I did get a letter to the effect that I'm confirmed for being able to drop my useless nurse practitioner from the VA. The not so great news is that they've just switched me to a different NP. While I certainly have hope that the new one is going to be more useful and professional, part of the reason I had petitioned for the change was to get to an actual doctor; my understanding of the nurse practitioner program is that they are intended largely to handle the bulk of the "normal" cases; flus, upset stomachs, and the like, while freeing up the full MDs to handle the more esoteric cases, like mine. Ah well; it would be hard to have her be worse than the last.<br /><br />The new Gabapentin hasn't arrived yet, so no news on how that's working. I'll keep you folks updated when I have more news.<br /><br />Best wishes to all!J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-68519469280000107252011-09-02T06:00:00.000-07:002011-09-02T06:27:58.543-07:00Sitrep: Post-Neuro 1.0For those that are waiting with bated breath for the outcome of my latest adventures in VA medicine, good news! Of sorts, anyway.
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<br />Turns out that the Neurologist I was assigned to, Dr. Daniel, appears to be both competent and compassionate. Long story short, he listened to what Eden and I had to say, gave comprehensive questions and answers, and seems pretty much at the top of his game. He's setting me up with a new maintenance med (preventative, rather than rescue) for migraine, Gabapentin, which is another anti-seizure med that's shown promise in migraine as well. I have a bit of trepidation about this, given how the last anti-seizure, Topirimate, went, but I at least have the strong feeling that he'll listen if things start going wrong again, and he has a backup med to try if this one is ineffective (an injectable form, but I don't recall the name off the top of my head).
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<br />In addition to this, we ran another bank of blood work yesterday, and I'm due to be set up for a full head MRI shortly to update my imaging (last was a CT scan in 2003-2004) and rule out a number of the nastier potential developments that might be causing all this, as well as mapping any possible occlusions or deformations of my sinuses, since I seem to be at least somewhet reactive to strong weather or pressure changes lately.
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<br />I'll have to follow up with him today, however, as Eden was doing her normal caretaker best to figure me out, and stumbled upon the current <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cluster_headache">Wikipedia article on Cluster Headaches</a>. Now, I've seen this term before, and it seemed to fit to some degree according to the definition that was available at the time (a very brief Mayo Clinic writeup), but there just wasn't a whole lot of information to flesh things out and I deadended on that line of research and moved on. This article, however, appears to fit my current symptoms (or at least my perception of them) to a "T", so I'm going to at least leave a voicemail to that effect for Dr. Daniel when it's a reasonable hour to see what he has to say and see if any change in our treatment plan is warranted with this specific fit.
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<br />I have to say, the colloquial nickname for this style of headache, the "suicide headache", is frighteningly apt. I must confess, it's an idea that has at least been circling the drain in my darkest hours during the last week-and-a-half long migraine, thanks in no small part to the incredibly miniscule sleep I was able to obtain for the duration. For what it's worth, this kind of thinking is WAY outside of my normal thought patterns, and was one of the neon warning signs that motivated me to get to the ER stat.
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<br />In any case, I'm chalking things up as having one more doctor on my side, and have high hopes that we'll be able to make significant progress in at least slowing or controlling my advancing symptoms. Bonus points: our food stamps finally came through from the state, so I'm also trying an <a href="http://www.drcranton.com/elimination_diet.htm">elimination diet</a> to try to rule out possible allergy triggers or agrivators. We'll see how that goes - most of yesterday was spent just being ravenous, despite Eden's wonderful salmon dinner. I'd attribute that largely to caffeine detox, personally, as well as the horrible brain-piercing night I've had. Regardless of said discomfort, it's a heck of a lot easier to take when it feels like I'm finally moving (or at least lurching) forward again.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-3293021966010895322011-08-31T07:30:00.000-07:002011-08-31T07:59:53.064-07:00Rude much?There's something inherently very, very wrong with this situation. I actually had a number of days after the last set of ER visits where my pain was actually pretty darn manageable by the meds on hand. Coincidentally, most of those days occurred while I was down at the parents, trying to give Eden little time to herself to where she didn't have to spent the bulk of her effort either taking care of me or avoiding aggravating my pain with excessive light or noise. Unfortunately, things started peaking again during the ride back up to Portland, and seem to have come to a head again as of last night.
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<br />Oddly enough, during the day time yesterday, things were pretty good - I actually did perhaps 70% of the driving on the way to and from Newport (darn near unheard of, and we had a blast at the Aquarium, thanks to a Groupon we'd purchased months ago that was about to expire), and was in very good spirits the whole way; I could feel the edges of discomfort, but it was largely masked by my meds. Then as the cars started flipping on their lights at dusk, things rapidly degraded, to the point where Eden actually had to ask me to pull over and change drivers, since I had steadily been putting more and more of my brainpower on "pushing" against the pain half-consciously, and was essentially driving on full auto-pilot. I spent the bulk of last night getting up every few hours to treat the pain to get to the point where I could at least stand to lie there in the dark listening to podcasts. Of course now I'm back in the garage, hiding from the light, which is a bit annoying, as I had hoped to spend a good portion of the day utilizing the processing power of my desktop to actually catch up a bit on photos for once.
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<br />I guess that's really the theme here, for me. As painful as this all is, mentally it's more annoying than anything, for a number of reasons. I think the most prominent bit is that it completely messes with my self-identity. For the longest time I've kind of defined myself as "Smart, but not wise...", and have been able to hold a bit of pride in that definition. By this I mean that I'm clever, quick, and a good problem solver, but with my memory issues, etc, I just don't have a whole lot of past experience to draw on. Tests and such have always been easy, and people are generally impressed with me, once they have a few hours of exposure. For all of that, I have the common sense of a rock, and I've learned to deal with that, and try to react with a healthy sense of humor when it's pointed out (or I manage to point it out myself through accident or action).
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<br />That intelligence is largely gone during these attacks, or at least is effectively masked - either the pain, pressure, and dizziness occupy so much of my attention that I'm just too bloody slow to keep up, or the meds that somewhat block those symptoms make it a monumental effort to think at all, or some combination of the two, all the time. I spend a horrible amount of effort just trying to hold together to do the simplest things, and of course my time in school is hampered to say the least. It's a major portion of the reason that I'm taking this next semester off from school to hopefully get a better grip on controlling these issues, as well as the thought that the funds for that semester would be largely wasted with the amount of attention I'm currently able to bring to bear.
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<br />On the plus side, I'm down to roughly 24.5 hours until I see the Neurologist for the first time, so my spirits aren't quite as low as they might otherwise be; in point of fact, I'm really quite excited about where that might lead. For the moment, however, I'm just vexed that my time for useful and intelligent discourse with my wife, and for possibly getting out to see friends for a while, has been curtailed again. Ah well, I guess we'll see what the morrow has to bring.
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<br />- JJ.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-89849566878365331662011-08-25T18:10:00.001-07:002011-08-27T11:29:45.478-07:00Where we're at...It's been a very long time since I've updated this blog, but I haven't forgotten about it.
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<br />Unfortunately, the last several months have continued the ongoing trend of headaches and associated symptoms getting worse. I intend to do at least a couple of summary posts for the intervening time, once the photos are done processing, so this is more of a catch up for folks that have been asking after me, as there have been many since I slipped under the radar.
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<br />In a way, those photos are something of an accurate barometer for how things have been going - I've been shooting fairly regularly, or at least was up until a month or so ago, because I've found photography to be an immersive distraction in addition to all of the other charms of the hobby - often I'll take the current regimen of pills for a migraine spike and head out to find something to shoot while waiting for them to kick in - at the least, the perception of the time between taking the pills and noticing that I'm getting some relief shortens, even if the actual time doesn't. Contrary-wise, processing those photos later on isn't quite as distracting, and the dizziness and nausea that have become pervasive have severely curtailed how long I'm able to sit upright at the desktop, to the point where I've got a backlog of slightly more than 3 months of photos to work through. I've actually just gotten to the point of copying everything back to a portable drive so that I can work on them on the netbook, which is horribly slow, processing-wise, but I'm at least back to making some progress. I've just finished geotagging all of them (digitally marking the location where the pictures were taken), and that took a day and half all by itself.
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<br />In any case, there have been a couple of mis-steps and frustrations along the way. It turns out that the initial dose that my nurse practitioner prescribed me as a rescue medication (to be taken at the onset of an attack to stop development) for my migraine was laughably low due to mis-typing - I'm currently getting intermittent mediocre relief at four times that dose. The first anti-depressant that the VA started me on (Amitriptyline) wasn't terribly effective for either the migraines, nor the depression, so we moved on to a different anti-depressant (Venlafaxine). On the plus side, that seems to be working very well for depression, although it leaves me with a rather strange disconnected feeling, as my emotions don't match up with my logic right now; I can consciously see that I should be far more upset and concerned for my situation than I actually am - it's a truly perverse feeling.
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<br />Unfortunately, swapping anti-depressants meant that I needed a new daily maintenance medication to try to stave off migraines from even starting. My nurse practitioner selected Topirimate for this, which is an anti-seizure medicine that's been shown to have some positive effects in migraine patients as well. Not so much for me. A few days after I started taking it, my symptoms went through the roof, especially the nausea and dizziness, to the point where I couldn't keep my pills down for more than 20 minutes each day, and I lost nearly 10% of my body mass in a little over a month (I'm currently at 213.6 lbs as compared to 237.0 lbs when I started the medication) due to simply not being able to obtain enough calories (trust me, I wasn't losing weight to exercise!) On top of all that, I also was hyper-prone to motion sickness for the duration - Eden, Cassie, and Nick decided to take me out to the Gorge to try and relax a bit and get out of the house for a while, but we ended up having to pull over every five minutes the whole way there and back. That theme repeated of course every time I left the house, which rapidly became only the occasions when I had an appointment at the VA, and I'm afraid a few of those sessions were cut short by me having to run to the bathroom to regurgitate.
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<br />I alerted my NP (I'm going to go to using this as a contraction, since I don't want to name names here and have to defend truth vs. libel) to these changes, of course, and her solution was to have me take a suppository for nausea as soon as I felt the symptoms, without any investigation into why I was having them. Great theory, I guess, except that even those take about 45 minutes to kick in, and didn't do much more than make it impossible to stand up, and I usually only managed to keep my normal pills in me for 10-15 minutes - not enough to absorb much at all.
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<br />I should stop here for a second and mention that I've been "seeing" my NP for nearly 7 months now, and have only spoken to her for perhaps 45 minutes total since that time, most of which were during my intake interview. Trying to get ahold of her usually means calling the clinic's front desk, waiting an hour or two, then getting a call back from her assistant, Carol. I'd then pass on my symptoms to her, which would invariably lead to a message being passed back some hours later that my NP would consult with some other doctor and get back to me; rarely have I heard back from her after that point without further follow ups.
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<br />Basically, I'm left feeling like I'm left dealing with a secretary's assistant - she doesn't know what she's doing (the NP, not her assistant - Carol is fabulous), can't make a decision on her own, isn't responsive to my requests for more diagnostics (so far all I've had was some initial bloodwork and a urinalysis) or direct referrals to a specialist, rarely follows up, and on top of all that, I'm playing the old kindergarten game of telephone, where my messages have to get passed through multiple people on the way to the people making decisions about me, and are undoubtedly getting muddled along the way. Case in point: the Topirimate - minimal research on the web indicates that approximately 16% (nearly 1/6th) of patients react to it the with the same unbelievable nausea and dizziness. Now, to be clear, I'm not blaming the NP for not knowing that I would be reactive in this way - I'm blaming her for not knowing that this reaction was a high likelihood. Seriously, if you're going to be messing with another person's body in any way, be familiar with your tools!
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<br />I stopped taking the Topirimate almost three weeks ago, and the nausea has calmed down significantly (save for a nasty two day span after accidentally ingesting one more dose - apparently I missed removing one of the pills from my week-long pillbox). Right now I'm really only getting severe nausea that directly correlates with the timing of the more severe pain spikes, so I'm thinking it's just a direct reaction to the level of the pain. Now the funny thing is, I passed messages to my NP via several routes (including through my psychiatrist, psychologist, and an ER doc) to alert her to this and still haven't gotten a response back, beyond the very quick conversation I had with Carol last week prior to an ER visit, when she inquired as to how the medication was working for me, and was very surprised that I wasn't still taking them. I forget the other portions of her response, but "just because you send messages to her doesn't mean she reads them" is a direct quote. Unacceptable.
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<br />Enough about the NP for now - we'll get back to that subject, but lets continue chronologically for the time being. As I said, intensity and duration have continued to climb, and the onset has become much more abrupt, to the point that I very rarely drive any more, even during the few times that I feel ok enough to do so, just because I don't really feel safe about it. The few times that I've had to drive by myself invariably lead to additional hours of pain, just from having to push myself hard to hold together.
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<br />Back on June 24th, I finally got so fed up with the whole mess that I may have gone a little nuts, in retrospect. It's always been passed around that exercise keeps you healthier, so I decided to just grit my teeth and go out for a bike ride regardless of pain. Didn't work so well - I was hurting pretty good after only a mile or so, and at that point it became a three-way tug of war between pain, willpower, and the pain-blunting endorphins from pushing hard. I'm not exactly sure, at this point, why I decided to keep on going, other than the fact that a one mile ride isn't much to brag about, even if you're only bragging to yourself. In the end, I landed on Pat's doorstep after a pretty twisty route, biking roughly 23.2 miles (as charted by Google maps) when I hadn't biked at all in at least two years. Surprisingly, I didn't feel that bad at all during the next few days (other than semi-normal migraines - no ache or strain of muscles).
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<br />On June 28th, however, things were not so good. I'd just gotten home from picking up Cassie at work (one of my rare driving days), when an abrupt, burning, stabbing pain blossomed in the middle of my chest, and rapidly grew to an absolutely agonizing level. I had no idea what was going on, but both Eden and I were a bit worried about a possible heart issue, so I tried to be responsible and just threw on my blood pressure cuff to make sure that things looked right. Of course the numbers were pretty high, so I laid down, and waited out 15 more excruciating minutes before checking again - higher still (in retrospect, almost definitely in response to the pain). Eden and Cassie threw me in the car and we ran like a bat out of hell for the Vancouver VA facility as I tried to call ahead. Unfortunately, the VA phone system had no way for me to connect with the ER department, nor did it indicate that there wasn't an ER department at any other local branch besides the downtown Portland one, so we didn't find out that the Vancouver facility wouldn't do us any good until we actually arrived there.
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<br />Having struck out and with me still being in massive amounts of pain, Eden and Cassie made the snap decision to take me to the Southwest Washington ER, where the staff were very friendly, competent, and helpful. At this point, I was getting tingly in the extremities and nasty nauseous and dizzy. End result: no perceptible cardiac event, with the secondary symptoms likely being psycho-somatic. Operating theory is that I strained something during my bike ride on Friday and somehow massively aggravated that. Add that to my very first panic attack (or at least that's what the doctors are labeling it), and you've got a recipe for fun. In any case, I was seen, processed, and discharged in only about 2.5 hours - easily one of the shorter times I've ever been in the hospital, either for myself or others. On the plus side, I was attended by the absolute hottest male doctor and hottest male nurse ever, so the girls had some eye candy to keep them amused. Seriously - hot enough to make me consider switching teams... Bonus points: The initial mental and physical exams for my disability claim were the following day, so I'm guessing my stats were more than a little off.
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<br />On that Friday, July 1st, the same horrible chest pain came back, so I called in to my NP to see what I could do. Two hours later, her assistant called to direct me to the VA ER in Portland. End result again: nothing, although I did have an incredibly rapid and curious sensation of relief when they took a half dozen vials of blood out of me for testing - I actually asked the doc what they had given me (since I was being interviewed for history and symptoms, I wasn't really paying attention to the phlebotomist) and was incredibly surprised to learn that they hadn't given me a thing. I'm thinking that maybe this is a blood pressure thing, but who knows, since again, I've got no follow up whatsoever from my NP, even though I'm now up to a bit more than a dozen instances lasting between 5 minutes to an hour or so each. If it was a strain thing (from folding clothes that day) or another panic attack (which I don't think it was; the first yes, but all of the others haven't had the tingling and blurry vision, etc), many of those instances have happened where I'm literally just sitting down in a chair or lying on the bed, so I don't know what might have triggered the recurrence.
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<br />The remainder of July was fairly sedentary - mostly just working the Topirimate out of my system, figuring out how to survive without any income, and working on pushing my disability case forward. We've applied for food stamps (so much for pride, but whatever), but are still waiting on the department to process our application (every darn time I call or go down in person they say it'll only be another 24-48 hours). Oh well, it'll come through eventually. Part of the disability claim has been gathering affidavits from people that have been around me to attest to the progress of my condition, since my medical coverage (and thus medical records) in the time since I've left the Navy have been spotty at best. If you're interested enough to have read this far down in what's becoming a massive post, you might be inclined to read through them, as my friends and family seem to be more articulate than I about exactly how my condition is affecting me. Honestly, part of my frustration at this point comes from the people that I don't get a chance to see that often, who somehow manage to miss the worst of it and seem more prone to encourage me to just ignore it and get on with my life. Believe me folks, I would if I could. My immediate family did catch a glimpse of it back at Christmas of last year during our final days in Minnesota and during the trip back, but that level has become the new baseline pain, now. Here are are links to scans of the affidavits (with personal info redacted), including my own.
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<br /><a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Josh.jpg">Josh</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Abe.jpg">Abe</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Cassie.jpg">Cassie</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Dorian.jpg">Dorian</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Eden1.jpg">Eden1</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Eden2.jpg">Eden2</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Josh.jpg">Josh</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Jon.jpg">Jon</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Louis.jpg">Louis</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Nichole.jpg">Nichole</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Suzanne.jpg">Suzanne</a> <a href="http://jbyram.com/affidavits/SISOC---Walter.jpg">Walter</a>
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<br />Right now I've been getting a migraine literally every day for at least 8-12 hours, which is not good, as it seems like my body is getting less and less responsive to the medications, or the symptoms are getting worse (hard to tell which). I did get nearly a day and a half "off" during our annual camping trip with friends at the end of July, but at this point "off" is coming to mean that the migraines are actually fairly well covered by medication, rather that actually not having one, and that was only a day and a half out of a four day trip. Still, I had most of the Topirimate out of my system at that point, so I was able to deal with the ride down to Timothy Lake fairly comfortably with the aid of some Dramamine, and camping itself was a blast (first camping trip of the year so far, when Eden and I habitually camp all summer - darn those missing finances...)
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<br />On the 15th of August I started one of my favorite instances ever - the unbroken migraine. I tend to only get multi-day migraines every two or three months, and usually I'm able to get help in breaking them with a shot of Toradol. I assumed that it would be a relatively simple matter to get a shot from my clinic at the same time as I went in to see my psychologist (who will be moving on to another site soon - dangit!), so I called in as soon as it was light, after 56 hours of unbroken pain. Now, I should point out that Toradol is not a controlled substance, has no perceptible effects other than migraine relief and a very nasty burning sensation at the injection site, so this shouldn't have been a big deal.
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<br />Come to find out, the clinic can't give a shot (and might not even have it - they weren't sure) without my primary physician's approval (the NP, again). In this case, she had actually read the note, apparently, but in turn simply added a line to my case notes indicating that she would talk to me about getting the shot during the next scheduled phone session in late September. Keep in mind, I've been wavering between an 8 and a 9 on the 10 point pain scale for more than two days already, and A. she wants me to wait more than a month for relief, B. she doesn't even respond directly to me, nor in any other way than updating her notes with a single sentence.
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<br />Fortunately, while my psychiatrist couldn't prescribe the Toradol, she could send me on my way back to the ER, and even called ahead to let them know that I was coming (man I love her). Four and a half hours later, I had the Toradol in me, and the pain was at least a little dimmed (down to a 5 or 6), so I was discharged.
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<br />Unfortunately, even that level of relief didn't last more than 8 hours or so. Since it still wasn't broken, or even really perceptibly diminished, I caught a ride back to the ER with the girls as they went to set up for market on Sunday morning. I was beginning to get fairly scared, as was the rest of the family, as all of my secondary symptoms of dizziness, nausea, aura, and sensitivity to light were all off of the charts for the duration. I'd basically been spending the last couple of days just lying in the dark on a couple of sleeping bags in the garage, as that is the location with the best light seal in the house. The pain and lack of sleep (other than 20 minute spans of ultra vivid apocalypse scenes) for days on end were really not helping my thought processes; I kept on noticing that I was thinking some very out of character utterly despondent thoughts. Not good.
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<br />No help at all from the Toradol cocktail this time - pain wasn't even perceptibly diminished, but they still discharged me after adding a Phenergan shot in the other cheek, apparently hoping that they'd eventually kick in. On top of this, there's something epically screwed up about getting bitched out by the ER doc for ending up back in the ER for migraine instead of getting to a Neurologist and getting your head fixed when you've already requested to change your primary provider precisely because she won't refer you to someone with competence and can't seem to muster up a single erg of caring or competence of her own. I've gotten as far as having the request acknowledged by letter; my understanding at this point is that the next step will be at least a phone interview with her superior sometime soon.
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<br />Since the migraine was _still_ unbroken, I was directed to follow up with my primary care provider on Monday, which I did, first thing. 2 hours later, I get a call back from Carol, relaying that my NP has said "there's nothing more that we can do for you" and that I should go back to the ER. I don't have adequate words for how frustrated that made me feel, since the ER had used that exact same phrase the night before. Not the best choice, I think, to be using with someone who can't seem to keep from vomiting up his antidepressants, among other things. I'm just sayin.
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<br />All that aside, however, Monday's ER visit was actually fruitful, as the doc added an anti-histamine to the Toradol mix (along with a couple of other things - I don't recall the names of all of them, but I do know there were 5 different medicines in there). I actually managed to sleep for an hour or so while in the ER, which is a new thing for me.
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<br />Since then, I seem to have gone back to my normal daily migraine cycle, or actually a bit lower on the pain, thanks to the additional pills the ER doc gave me to continue the regimen for a while. Still getting some nasty spikes, but I'm actually getting 4-5 hours of sleep a night and I'm able to focus well enough to get a few things done (like this post, which I've been meaning to do for months). Frankly, it's a little scary that my current levels of sleep and pain feel absolutely luxurious in comparison to how I've been, even though I was at this same level only a few months before. There aren't many of those pills left, but I think I'll be able to make them last nearly until my appointment with the Neurologist on Thursday (the ER doc made the referral, since my NP wouldn't).
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<br />Really all I'm hoping for is to be able to work with the specialist to try and figure out the basic cause of all of this (anatomically - I know that my toxin exposure is almost definitely the initial cause for this, but what I'm looking for is what that exposure changed about my body that is resulting in this pain). Specifically, I'd like to get some imaging done to make sure that there aren't any unknown growths going on (since others who have been exposed have developed cancers, among other things), and a comprehensive allergy test, to make sure that I haven't been sensitized to something common in my food or environment (I haven't been able to locate any food triggers other than artificial sweeteners on my own, and I'm religious about dodging those). I also wouldn't mind whatever examination would be appropriate for determining if my sinuses are screwed up, since I seem to be reactive to pressure differentials, such as severe weather.
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<br />Bottom line, if I had a handle on what's going on, I'd be a whole lot better immediately - I don't feel like I have control over my own life, or even really have a life, now. Not good for a control freak such as myself. Tremendous amounts of my depression revolve around the thought that this will remain a mystery and simply keep on getting worse and worse until my head simply pops.
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<br />Contrarywise, if either our food stamps were issued or the initial disability decision was made, I could at least take those stressors off of my plate - 0 income and being functionally unemployable isn't working for us.
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<br />Right now, I'm staying with my parents in Philomath for the next few days to give my loving wife and eternal caregiver, Eden, a bit of time off, as I've been unavoidably needy for the duration, and to allow her to have a place to live with light for a while.
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<br />So yeah - that's what I'm up to. More later.
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<br />- J
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<br />Spare thoughts -
<br />This whole trek has given me a lot of excuses to figure out what works for me when migraines hit - if you suffer from migraines, nausea, or light sensitivity, or know someone that does, take a look at these utilities and products:
<br />For your PC, "<a href='http://elitefreeware.blogspot.com/2009/03/quickly-dim-your-screen-with-dimscreen.html'>DimScreen</a>" will allow you to dim your screen programatically, in addition to the brightness level of your graphics card - this means that you can make things extremely dim by using both controls. A note, however - the percentage indicated by this utility is how much it will decrease brightness by; IE 0% is full brightness and 90% is 10% as bright as full brightness.
<br />For your iphone or ipad, "<a href='http://forums.macrumors.com/showthread.php?t=1088509'>Dimmer</a>" will allow you to dim the screen much further than the normal brightness control. This does have to be on a jailbroken device, however, as the utility comes through Cydia.
<br />For your belly, I find "<a href='http://www.traderjoesfan.com/Trader_Joes/triple_ginger_snaps/details/'>Tripple Ginger Snaps</a>" and "<a href='http://www.traderjoesfan.com/Trader_Joes/ginger_chews/details/'>Ginger Chews</a>" from Trader Joes, as well as "<a href='http://www.newmansownorganics.com/food_newman-os.html'>Ginger-Os</a>" and "<a href='http://www.vitacost.com/Newmans-Own-Organic-Mints-Ginger'>Organic Ginger Mints</a>" from Newman's Own are simply wonderful for settling your stomach, and functionally far superior to the candied ginger you can get pretty much anywhere.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-43228785528542436262011-04-11T02:16:00.000-07:002011-08-27T04:30:22.716-07:00March 2011 wrap upMarch started in much the same vein as February ended, as the nearly continuous migraine I'd had at the end of the month continued. Unfortunately, this meant that I wasn't able to do much when the girls attended a show for some of Eden's artwork, held by our friend Sara at the Launch Pad gallery - I pretty much just ran down there after class, and Eden sent me home after taking one look at me. Can't blame her at all for that, as I was quite out of sorts, but I had been hoping to be more effective in lending a hand. I ended up spending the day at home, marginally functional, but still getting some things done - mostly just starting to scan some of the older photos that my mother had recently helped me find, though I'm afraid that I didn't make too very much of a dent in the task.
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<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5512794248/" title="20110305-Snack 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5296/5512794248_1ef760f9d7_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110305-Snack 3" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5512095931/" title="20110305-Ducked by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5291/5512095931_d0cd7f3e60_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110305-Ducked" align="right" /></a>On the plus side, I did get a bit of a break on the 5th, as the pain finally broke, and the queasiness that I'd been wading through toned down to the point that I actually felt like getting out of the house on my own. I took advantage of the time by heading up to the Ridgefield wildlife refuge just a few miles north of us, which definitely helped bolster my already pleasant mood.
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<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5513182583/" title="20110306-The Road Onward by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5294/5513182583_7b3c6595f2_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110306-The Road Onward" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5513779706/" title="20110306-Shy Guy by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5020/5513779706_044381518b_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110306-Shy Guy" align="right" /></a>
<br />My head went back to being a bit iffy the following day, but remained close enough to functional to prompt me to at least take a walk in the woods near our house, while Eden and Cassie headed out for the annual Portland Yarn Crawl. In the end, we both had a lot of fun, although I'm afraid I was forced back inside after only an hour or so.
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<br />Monday, the 7th, was a big ticket day - my intake appointment for the VA finally arrived. Eden and I actually spent a bit more than 2 hours at the new East Clinic, clocking in at about 45 minutes apiece of face time with a nurse and then the nurse practitioner assigned to me, running through a boatload of interview questions to try to determine exactly what I've been experiencing and what's been tried. Nothing resembling definite answers yet, of course, but at least we got things started, and I had a huge batch of tests ordered.
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<br />The 8th was another big landmark, though for a different reason, as it marked our second anniversary. The gods saw fit to be relatively kind to me on this occasion, and kept my symptoms within a relatively manageable range, although there was enough moisture in the air that Eden's arthritis symptoms we acting up and making her feel not so very good. We ended up heading through Cannon Beach, Manzanita, and Nehalem, then went back north to Oswald West, with me driving the whole way! It may not sound like much, and admittedly I was popping ibuprofen and ginger candy the whole way, but this was the first trip that we'd taken in at least 6 months where I was able to drive the entire time, instead of being forced to tap out and have Eden drive. According to Eden, that felt like a great anniversary present all by itself. Even with various symptoms, we had a really great time, and met a few wonderfully dynamic dogs along the way. We finished up the evening back in Cannon Beach, taking in a tasty dinner at Mo's, then heading home just after sunset.
<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5513786448/" title="20110308-Splashing through 4 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5218/5513786448_ddb85772cb_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110308-Splashing through 4" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5513783584/" title="20110308-Surfing silhouette 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5513783584_6f59651f6e_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110308-Surfing silhouette 1" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5513184699/" title="20110308-Wading 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5251/5513184699_bf610c3708_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110308-Wading 3" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5513782048/" title="20110308-Dynamic Delilah 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5136/5513782048_fed9811060_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110308-Dynamic Delilah 1" /></a></center>
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<br />The 9th was another surprisingly productive day. I woke up relatively early, and decided to head back to the Vancouver branch of the VA to get various bloodwork done, since I hadn't eaten in the last 12 hours. Surprise, surprise, they wanted a urinalysis as well, so I ended up having to stick around an extra couple of hours. The topic of disability had come up in talking with the local family at a number of points (I think I'm going to have to separate out some thoughts on the subject in a separate post, and so won't go into it here), so I decided to head over and see about getting an idea of where I stand. It turns out that the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jinkanpo_Atsugi_Incinerator">Jinkampo incinerator</a> that was being operated not half a mile from where Jessie and I lived on base was putting out some really bad stuff, including dioxins similar to those found in Agent Orange, and there may be some connection between it and my increasingly bad health - according to some of the <a href="http://www.atsugi-incinerator-group.com/">groups</a> that have formed to pursue the matter legally, I'm not doing as bad as some, but who knows what's down the road? In the end, I actually started the process of filing a claim for disability investigation through the local VFW - don't know if it'll go anywhere, but we'll see.
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<br />The test results from that trip were actually fairly interesting - apparently I'm low on potassium and vitamin D, high on triglycerides but ok on cholesterol, and my white blood cell count is abnormally low. I got a whole list of foods to beef up in my diet, but they're pretty much all my favorite foods already. Makes me wonder if the problem doesn't have more to do with processing/utilizing the stuff than not getting enough. I guess we'll see in a few months if there's a change.
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<br />Mom and Dad were in town again on the 11th, so Eden and I met them at the airport Red Robin to visit and catch up. They've been flitting around lately like crazy, it seems, travelling through Hawaii, Mexico, and Minnesota in a matter of months. It's strange - seems like I never quite know where to find them from day to day, simply because I can't seem to keep up with their plans!
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<br />Saturday the 12th was time for our A&P lab final for the term. I actually felt pretty well prepared for the event, thanks to Professor Christie's excellent teaching skills and handy, if ridiculous, mnemonic rhymes. Unfortunately, it was another bad, bad migraine day, and I spent most of the time just trying to hold together long enough to get through it. Not the best mindset to score well, as I suspected and later confirmed - final score for lab was a mid-range 'B' - good, but not good enough.
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<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5530615178/" title="20110314-Playing with Eden's Pretties - Crane Final by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5260/5530615178_842ac14ac7_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110314-Playing with Eden's Pretties - Crane Final" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5530029957/" title="20110314-Playing with Eden's Pretties - Earrings Final by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5051/5530029957_b1c76bbc3f_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110314-Playing with Eden's Pretties - Earrings Final" align="right" /></a>Migraines continued to be nasty throughout the weekend, and I spent a fair portion of the time just cowering in the dark, but my head finally cleared for a bit on Monday evening, leading to a short session of playing around with some of Eden's jewelry, a macro lens, and a couple of flashes. I'll need to make the set up a bit more stable for next time, but I'm fairly pleased with the results.
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<br />Unfortunately, the clear head didn't last at all. Eden and I went up to Seattle on Thursday, and I'm afraid that she ended up doing most of the driving. The spike hit home while we were locked up in downtown traffic, which really sucked, as I had to spend 20 minutes trying desperately to hold together until I could get somewhere to pull over and change drivers. Usually I have a few minutes while it's changing from drivable discomfort to get away from traffic, but this time, not so much. We were up to check out the PIMA radiology program, which is a private school associated with Apolo college. As it turns out, not a good fit for me ($40,000 tuition, not accredited, and just a persistent tone that they were much more interested in the cash I could give them than actually conveying an education... oh, and only 30 out of 900 applicants per term would be selected, most of which statistically come out of their own Medical Assisting program, which I read to mean "People who have already shown they're willing to pay through the nose for a certificate that won't land them a job'.) While the intro session was a frustrating waste of effort for me, Eden did get a chance to check out a half dozen of Seattle's knitting shops while we were there, and she had a great time doing so. We're planning to make a day trip of it towards summertime with Cassiein tow.
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<br />I ended up taking my lecture final on the 18th with yet another horrible headache. I actually didn't score that badly, ending with a 90.8% for that test (and making a nice progression with the previous two midterms at 88 and 89% each, respectively), but of course that wasn't enough to lift my final grade out of the 'B' range. Pity, but not entirely unexpected, I'm afraid. Honestly, while I feel like I'm actually learning quite a bit from retaking A&P at PCC from the different perspective and emphasis between the two schools (of the two, I think PCC is actually tougher and more interesting - as a for instance, OIT only spent a few weeks of the first term on histology, whereas PCC works it in throughout), I almost feel like I'm treading water with respect to making progress in improving my application chances - I've bumped up my chemistry and medical terminology grades, which'll help, but A&P hasn't moved a bit so far, and I don't hold a lot of hope for making an 'A' in the last term either. On the plus side, we started pet sitting for Jake, Teddy, and Rikki again that evening, so at least I had some furry friends to console me.
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<br />The next few days were a bit of a muddle, as I stayed rather horribly dizzy and nauseous, with occasional spikes of pain throughout. It seems that the recent <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supermoon">"supermoon"</a> helped all the ladies at market synch up their cycles, and Eden's PCOS helped make the time extra miserable. In the end, I spent most of the time at Vicki and Kari's trapped without a vehicle (which I wouldn't have been up to driving anyway), and Eden spent most of the time huddled up in our king size bed with our cats comforting her.
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<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5603639705/" title="20110323-Small spiral by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4111/5603639705_b86860be27_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110323-Small spiral" align="left"></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5604219912/" title="20110323-Top of the Chimney by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5145/5604219912_e3fa69e2fc_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110323-Top of the Chimney" align="right"></a>By the 23rd, we were both absolutely fed up with cabin fever, and said damn the consequences. Off to the gorge for a brief escape from respective houses, and a tiny bit of time together. We ended up visiting the site of the original Multnomah Lodge, which burned down decades before, but the chimney still stands. Somehow, not many people know about the site, but it's very pretty, and even has it's own route to Mist falls if you're willing to hike nearly vertically.
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<br />On Friday I headed back to the VA to meet with the psychiatrist that had been assigned to meet with me, since the VA would now take over the management of my ADHD meds and wanted to verify the original evaluation. I have to say, I was really quite shocked and impressed by Dr. Blumner - I'm afraid that my experiences with Jessie have left me terribly angry at their profession as a whole, since I think a lot of the issues that led to her death resulted from her psychiatrist functionally just throwing pills at her problems without any associated therapy. There's not a whole lot in specific that I want to share about our session, but I must have spent at least an hour and a half with her for what was supposed to just be a quick intake interview, and spent an annoyingly large portion of that time actually crying. I think that, more than anything, brought home just how depressed I've been over these past few months - regardless of the fact that it was a safe environment in which to do so, I simply lost control of my emotions for a while - it's not something I am comfortable with, as a rule. And of course, while we did eventually decide to try an anti-depressant (one which often is issued as a treatment for migraine, so maybe we'll get lucky and get help with both issues, there) and a different ADHD med, she's also set me up with a therapist to try to make things more survivable while I get my health back under control. So yeah, bonus points to her for coming off as a completely trustworthy ally when working with an overly skeptical patient.
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<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5604226336/" title="20110326-Ricki 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5061/5604226336_a9cb17d24a_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110326-Ricki 2" align="left" ></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5604229004/" title="20110326-Ricki 6 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4099/5604229004_3a161c9232_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110326-Ricki 6" align="right" ></a>The next few days lapsed back into the pattern of me at Vicki and Kari's and Eden in Vancouver, as migraine issues persisted and Eden developed a relatively short sinus/fever bug. I ended up hiking a couple of miles to the Max to get back up to Vancouver at the end of it, just to try to save her a trip, which didn't work out so well for my netbook, yet again - somehow the backpack opened up while I was in the middle of the street and the poor thing hit the deck relatively hard. It seems like ever since I've been working towards getting out of the computer field, technology just doesn't care that much for me. No problems with the hard drive this time, since it was powered down, but there were some issues with a jammed power button that took me a while to figure out and fix. In any case, Eden, bless her heart, wanted to come down to the house to help me clean it before we locked up to turn it back over the Vicki and Kari, but ended up feeling so awful by the time we got there that she ended up having to turn right back around and run for home. Still, it was a noble thought, since she had spent barely any time at the house and still wanted to help clean.
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<br />Not too much to report about the remainder of the month, except that adapting to the new meds has left me rather vulnerable to stress - it seems like it takes barely any excitement to tip me over into agony, as an incident with Piranha getting sick in the middle of trying to help Cassie beat a deadline proved. It's kind of a weird change - seems like the headaches are coming on a bit less on their own, but are almost vindictive about striking when there's an excuse to raise my blood pressure. Unfortunately, every one of the meds I've just changed to lists dizziness as a side effect, and the doctors want me to shift away from a few of my normal coping methods, like the energy drink caffiene bombs, so it's been a bit rough. Hopefully it'll be the beginning of a transition back to normal, though.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-41480353056520258272011-04-01T07:32:00.000-07:002011-04-01T07:33:26.607-07:00March 2011 Roundup<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157626106191321">March 2011 Roundup</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157626106191321/map">[Show images on map]</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157626106191321/show/">[Fullscreen slideshow]</a><br /><iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&user_id=87565911@N00&set_id=&tags=201103-PostEJ" frameBorder="0" width="300" height="300" scrolling="no"></iframe><br/><small>Created with <a href="http://www.admarket.se" title="Admarket.se">Admarket's</a> <a href="http://flickrslidr.com" title="flickrSLiDR">flickrSLiDR</a>.</small>J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-43705418122165283122011-03-31T21:10:00.000-07:002011-04-01T07:28:32.761-07:00February 2011 wrap upFebruary opened with a rather unusual event on the 3rd, as one of our good friends, Mary Kelly, held her very first fashion show ever! While we had talked about having me shoot at the event, I must admit that I had very nearly decided that I would have to opt out due to yet another migraine and the fact that both Eden and Cassie were horribly sick. Unfortunately (or perhaps fortunately after all), Mary let me know that the other photographers that she had asked to come to the event had already flaked, leaving me as the only potential shooter. I ended up deciding to just deal with the pain and disorientation for the duration and accept the backlash later, and I'm actually glad that I did. While I did end up feeling that it wasn't the absolute best work I could have done, thanks to distraction, pacing, and lighting, I still had a heck of a lot of fun shooting, and was really quite fascinated to watch the amateur models visibly gain confidence as the evening went on. Hopefully it will lead to other opportunities in the future.<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455587544/" title="20110203-A Lovely Dream 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5139/5455587544_7a227530e4_t.jpg" width="68" height="100" alt="20110203-A Lovely Dream 2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455606772/" title="20110203-A Lovely Dream 112 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5175/5455606772_760c8eed90_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110203-A Lovely Dream 112" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454980507/" title="20110203-A Lovely Dream 31 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5294/5454980507_94a67750fa_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110203-A Lovely Dream 31" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454991563/" title="20110203-A Lovely Dream 98 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5213/5454991563_68f671182b_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110203-A Lovely Dream 98" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454980083/" title="20110203-A Lovely Dream 27 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5054/5454980083_9b61365dbf_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110203-A Lovely Dream 27" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455597762/" title="20110203-A Lovely Dream 65 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5259/5455597762_886c433682_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110203-A Lovely Dream 65" /></a></center><br /><br />The next few days were a bit more stressful than absolutely necessary, thanks to the fact that my main laptop finally finished dying. Given that that is the only computer I have with any horsepower, I was left without any way to process the photos I'd taken for Mary! As it turns out, however, my dad happened to have a good portion of the bits I needed to pull together a new, better desktop, and was willing to just flat out give them to me. Bonus points for awesome dads!<br /><br />Unfortunately, the entire house, save for myself, ended up staying horribly sick for the next week. Just nasty awful creepy crud. Of course, once Eden finally started to recover, my own immune system decided to give up the fight and let the little bugs lay me out too. Honestly, other than the times where I absoultely had to drag myself into school, I spent at least a week straight in bed.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454996495/" title="20110214-V-Day Cookies by Eden by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5220/5454996495_4d6e2cac41_t.jpg" width="100" height="66" alt="20110214-V-Day Cookies by Eden" align="left"/></a>Which unfortunately meant that Valentine's was a bit of a bust, at least with regard to couple-type activities. Eden spent the day in the kitchen, making incredibly cute (and tasty!) cookies, and then headed out for the evening with Cassie to hang out and knit at the bar.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455609408/" title="20110216-Cassie against the cold 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5094/5455609408_61fbe1b688_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110216-Cassie against the cold 2" align="left" /></a>On the 16th, the next phase of my apparent new allergy to technology hit - the network storage device that I had picked up specifically to back up photos and other critical (to me) information spontaneously decided to stop working after only 3 weeks. Not cool man, that's just not cool. Cassie, however, was, when we went to drop her off for work that day - just absolutely dapper in her cold weather gear - had to get a quick snap.<br /><br />On the 19th we stepped out to celebrate Heather's birthday, an associate we originally met through the Saturday market that's become quite a good friend. Somehow we just don't usually get a chance to hang out with all of our market friends between market seasons, and this was a really nice change from that habit.<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5463789861/" title="20110219-Raise a glass? by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5135/5463789861_59edac43cb_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110219-Raise a glass?" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5464458294/" title="20110219-Birthday girl 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5053/5464458294_831744174e_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110219-Birthday girl 2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5463766259/" title="20110219-Asleep in the sun 4 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5178/5463766259_271f46089f_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110219-Asleep in the sun 4" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5463825641/" title="20110219-Shaded by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5171/5463825641_24f9956e13_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110219-Shaded" /></a></center><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5464469914/" title="20110220-Friendly face 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5293/5464469914_89cf9f7571_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110220-Friendly face 3" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5464472274/" title="20110220-Visitors sure are exciting 5! by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5212/5464472274_0d2d80268d_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110220-Visitors sure are exciting 5!" align="right" /></a><br />On the 20th, I actually felt pretty decent for the first time in days, not needing to cringe away from the light at every turn, so I decided to take advantage of the moment and volunteered to help my father-in-law, Jon, collect some concrete for a wall that he's building in the backyard. Unfortunately, the people that he had arranged to get the rubble from had left the gate locked and left for the day, so the trip was more or less a waste, save for a bit of time to chat and the opportunity to visit with some goats and bunnies that were near the place.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5495426993/" title="20110224-HDR-Snowy day 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5056/5495426993_1855169d05_t.jpg" width="100" height="36" alt="20110224-HDR-Snowy day 1" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5496022836/" title="20110224-Barely contained by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5294/5496022836_c6aff00d69_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110224-Barely contained" align="right" /></a>Snow came to Portland again on the 24th, while we were housesitting for JJ again. While we really don't make any money at it, effectively, thanks to commutes to take care of our own beasts and meals for the duration, housesitting has proven to be an awfully cheap series of micro-vacations, and we have a lot of fun. Being snowed in (momentarily) at JJs certainly wasn't any kind of a hardship, by any stretch of the imagination.<br /><br />The next day started a heck of a trial, though I didn't know it at the time. Mega migraine, that overlapped my A&P midterm at the start (horrible for grades and concentration), and just stayed with me and kept on building and building over the next two days, without any break. I finally had to tap out on Sunday, and ask my dad for help in arranging some kind of pain relief. I had called the VA in desperation, since technically I was in the system, but still waiting on an initial consult, but the best they could tell me was that all they could recommend was going to the ER and hoping that things would be covered retroactively. Not something I was willing to do, as there is no way that I could cover the thousands of potential dollars that might have incurred in bills. Thankfully, I was able to get a prescription for Torridol, pain reliever, and nausea relief with the doctor on call relatively quickly, which is a darn good thing. I had started the day at about an 8 on the pain scale, and peaked at about 9.5 while waiting the endless 30 minutes it took to get the prescription filled. Pain levels stayed fairly epic for the next week or so, but managed to stay just within bearable though careful hoarding of meds. Not the best way to end the month, but the intake appointment with the VA was due in a bit over a week, giving me at least something to hold on to as a bit of hope for the future.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-32153583410905238112011-03-31T20:09:00.000-07:002011-04-01T12:49:09.250-07:00January 2011 wrap upJanuary opened somewhat poorly, I'm afraid, with the new year's migraine from the previous day following us to the airport, leaving me in abject misery, and Eden as my lonely keeper during the 8 hour wait at the St. Paul airport. I spent most of the time in a bit of a drugged stupor, thanks to some emergency medicine that Dad had thought to pack, more or less just chowing through ginger candies endlessly. Not the best way to travel, let me assure you.<br /><br />Given that Eden has had to put up with me more than anyone over the last several months, she reached something of a breaking point in early January, and finally insisted that I try acupuncture at the local center, Working Class acupuncture. In retrospect, I think it was more a coincidence of timing between trying that and a "normal" break in my cycle, especially in that my migraine seemed worse after the first session, and later sessions gave no relief, but at the time, it seemed like something of a miracle, as my constant migraine broke for almost a week straight shortly after the second session. Unfortunately, even with their vastly cheap sliding scale, it was not a habit that we could afford to continue, and I had a few unpleasant experiences along the way with funky nerve reactions left over for a few days after later sessions. Ah well, learning experiences, right?<br /><br />Our friend Vash finally got a chance to play again at Biddy McGraw's on the 10th with a few new friends, the first time we've been able to see him play in months, pretty much ever since Circled by Hounds broke up. While the sound was a bit different than the previous wonderful Celtic jams, it was still a great show, and I hope that he continues to find venues to play with them.<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455565964/" title="20110110-Vashon Bench 4 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5216/5455565964_a470c243fe_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110110-Vashon Bench 4" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454953677/" title="20110110-Andy Langridge 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5138/5454953677_20a0a9b215_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110110-Andy Langridge 1" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454952151/" title="20110110-Eric Tonsfeldt 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5296/5454952151_13ee33b463_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110110-Eric Tonsfeldt 2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454952603/" title="20110110-Naoyuki Ochiai 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5057/5454952603_d15013cddb_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110110-Naoyuki Ochiai 2" /></a></center><br /><br />On the 12th, we got just a bit of snow in the air and on the ground in Vancouver, which caused no end of delight for the girls, and even inspired Eden to borrow the video camera and shoot a quick segment to show the world.<br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8HVFiMwxXSw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454959763/" title="20110115-Impromptu eye exam by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5298/5454959763_e70e781fec_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110115-Impromptu eye exam" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455572066/" title="20110115-Quirks by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5054/5455572066_c7c5cac8bf_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110115-Quirks" align="right" /></a>The school side of things perked up a bit as the new term started; I recently began recording and sharing class and lab sessions with other students, and it's caused rather more people than I'm used to to notice me. I've even got some pretty cool lab partners out of it!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454961447/" title="20110118-Cactus stuffy 9 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5172/5454961447_4564a7a16b_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110118-Cactus stuffy 9" align="left"/></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454961925/" title="20110118-Captain's Log by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5019/5454961925_6e5d01cc46_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110118-Captain's Log" align="right" /></a>Eden had yet another crafty swap on the 18th, and I just couldn't resist playing with the cactus stuffy she made - it was just too neat, with a small collection of different mustaches and beards to send along with it. Somehow, somewhere in there, she was prompted to make a log as well. A captain's log. Specifically Jean Luc Picard's. Don't ask me, I just don't know.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455574924/" title="20110125-Sisters 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5051/5455574924_a54428cdef_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20110125-Sisters 3" align="left" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455575424/" title="20110125-Sundown on the beach by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5179/5455575424_c7d7d5275c_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110125-Sundown on the beach" align="right" /></a>Towards the end of the month, on the 25th, we took a break from the city and headed off to Manzanita and Cannon Beach, just to get away from it all for a little while. As it happens, the weather was miserable in Portland, but quite nice at the coast, prompting Eden to grab another short segment to introduce Manzanita to the world.<br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/C70ny3RiAP4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455579312/" title="20110126-Watching up close by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5056/5455579312_a11494029d_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110126-Watching up close" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454964201/" title="20110126-Closeups at mealtime by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5178/5454964201_18cf91a747_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20110126-Closeups at mealtime" align="right" /></a>We went down to Lake Oswego the following day to visit with Vivian, and to allow Eden to help her out around the house, since she's not quite as spry as she used to be. Even though I love to visit down there, more often than not, there's nothing specific that I can do to help (or am allowed to - I'm a bit of a lummox), so I took advantage of her deck and feeders to play with the local wildlife for a bit.<br /><br />The month ended nicely with a visit from my brother Tim and his friend Timmy Straw. While I'm afraid that I was prevented from joining the group in partaking of dinner thanks to heavy migraine induced nausea, it was still awfully nice to visit with him - we just don't get enough time hanging out together anymore.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-46234025008920367132011-03-31T18:58:00.000-07:002011-03-31T19:23:54.535-07:00December 2010 wrap up<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5255151428/" title="20101209-PCC Finals Week by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5046/5255151428_8ee1d24f85_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101209-PCC Finals Week" align="left" /></a>December was a month of both delights and disappointments. The first week of the month coincided with finals week for winter term, and, as it turns out, I landed with a 3.75 for the term. My A&P grade was actually dead even at 80%; just barely a B. This was, of course, the class that had me tearing my meager hair out and driving everyone insane. I did't improve my grade on record, but I did't overwrite it with a lower one either, which would have been pretty bad....<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5255143188/" title="20101210-Earnest by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5124/5255143188_f362ecf157_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101210-Earnest" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5255141806/" title="20101210-Proper Perspective 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5210/5255141806_c2a31a806a_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101210-Proper Perspective 2" align="right" /></a>That Friday, the 9th, our friends Bob and Fara Grim threw quite a nice holiday party, allowing us to get out of the house and meet some fascinating people. There were even a couple of kids there to join us for the Christmas boats and to ham it up in front of the camera - they actually got into the habit of thinking up a new trick every few minutes and shouting for my attention with a cry of "Hey mister!"<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5255134880/" title="20101210-Seasonal Transport by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5090/5255134880_223de6bd17_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101210-Seasonal Transport" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5255135610/" title="20101210-Misty Evening by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5244/5255135610_96ffd92afd_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101210-Misty Evening" /></a></center><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5261336946/" title="20101213-HDR-Guerrilla tactics for Goodwill by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5261336946_7e685ef2c3_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101213-HDR-Guerrilla tactics for Goodwill" align="left" /></a>The following Wednesday, the 13th, found us with a rather uplifting discovery, as we sallied forth in search of crafting supplies for Christmas. As it turns out, someone had decided to decorate an evergreen by the 500 exit to 205. It was really quite a touching thought for someone to have put in place, and it even stayed intact for the remainder of the season, apparently invulnerable to the effects of random holiday jerks.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376744552/" title="20101215-Christmas Visitor 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5048/5376744552_43be7ce82e_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101215-Christmas Visitor 2" align="left" /></a>We went to visit with Eden's grandma Vivan that friday, the 15th, both to put up her tree, and to abuse said tree, just a bit, for the purpose of taking pictures of a few of Eden's origami ornaments in place.<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376745210/" title="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5086/5376745210_f3a15f1b5e_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 3" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376144929/" title="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 6 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5082/5376144929_1fe8ba3f63_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 6" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376745340/" title="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 4 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5161/5376745340_a28674faed_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 4" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376144087/" title="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5167/5376144087_3e3c807df0_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101215-Edenkitty Origami Ornaments 1" /></a></center><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376746018/" title="20101217-Very Merry by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5169/5376746018_8829e5fcbb_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101217-Very Merry" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376745756/" title="20101217-Vash's Jayne Hat 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5085/5376745756_626f8d1429_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101217-Vash's Jayne Hat 1" align="right" /></a>The girls decided to experiment a bit with uniforms for Fairy Floss, leading to Eden whipping up some charming pink Santa hats. Our friend Vash took a moment to pose in one when we went to visit for a few card games, and also showed off his new Jayne hat that Eden had made for him for Christmas. Of course, the girls looked cute in the hats too!<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376746134/" title="20101218-Fairy Floss' Merry Crew - Cassie 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5245/5376746134_7526fa24a2_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101218-Fairy Floss' Merry Crew - Cassie 1" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376747000/" title="20101218-Fairy Floss' Merry Crew - Eden 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5246/5376747000_ca4f32c914_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101218-Fairy Floss' Merry Crew - Eden 2" /></a></center><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376148949/" title="20101221-Gingerbread Haven 8 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5209/5376148949_20f5304ea8_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101221-Gingerbread Haven 8" align="left"/></a>Another new project and photo opportunity arose when the girls built a gingerbread house this year. Fortunately, I was able to set up a few shots before pieces started "mysteriously" disappearing from the structure.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5516780066/" title="20101215-A Clear Christmas Morning HDR 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5174/5516780066_b6f6674eb7_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101215-A Clear Christmas Morning HDR 3" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5516190623/" title="20101215-A Clear Christmas Morning HDR 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5091/5516190623_83701a4445_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101215-A Clear Christmas Morning HDR 2" align="right" /></a>Christmas was again a rather wonderful week long event this year, allowing us to celebrate with just our small family in Vancouver on the 24th, then with the full Scheans clan down at grandma Vivians on the 25th. Unfortunately, while I was feeling relatively ok in the morning, allowing me to take advantage of an unprecedented clear view of Mt. Hood over the river, epic migraine pretty much checked me out for the duration of the festivities, and the camera stayed holstered for the duration.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376752286/" title="20101226-A Delicious Celebration by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5167/5376752286_5611be1e13_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101226-A Delicious Celebration" align="left" ></a>Eden and I headed to the airport, and on to Minnesota early on the 26th, letting us join the Byram clan at Bugbee in time to celebrate my mother's bithday.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5516780294/" title="20101227-Snowshod HDR 1 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5294/5516780294_8162b6ec95_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101227-Snowshod HDR 1" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5516192219/" title="20101227-Frozen in Snow and Plastic HDR by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5298/5516192219_d68111fa99_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101227-Frozen in Snow and Plastic HDR" align="right" /></a>The 27th proved to be a bit of a mixed bag, in that I managed to persuade Sue to drop me off just outside of town instead of driving all the way back to Bugbee - I got a few interesting HDR setups done that I've only recently finished processing. Unfortunately, the horrible migraines that have been plaguing me reared up and left me cowering down in our loaner bedroom in the evening, instead of joining in with the rest of the group in swapping stories and playing board games.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5376763642/" title="20101226-All together now by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5202/5376763642_d5b606b26f_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101226-All together now" align="left" /></a>The kids were eager to play in front of the camera, and had a great time posing whenever they got the chance. I had a lot of fun getting some dynamic photos of everyone outside, having had a year to brush up on my action techniques since last time. Of course, the luge from last year had melted, but that sure as heck didn't stop the family from building a bigger and better course this year.<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383954184/" title="20101228-Game face 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5216/5383954184_a8cd4caa20_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101228-Game face 2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383348137/" title="20101228-Midway by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5215/5383348137_1eb4a8095f_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101228-Midway" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383946746/" title="20101228-Pre-takeoff by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5219/5383946746_f640b3ce08_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101228-Pre-takeoff" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383333803/" title="20101228-Canted 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5218/5383333803_804bdcc49b_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101228-Canted 2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383960040/" title="20101228-Intensity by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5213/5383960040_f961a9359e_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101228-Intensity"></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383354209/" title="20101228-Subzero construction by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5220/5383354209_bb58168c66_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101228-Subzero construction" /></a></center><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5383369511/" title="20101228-Smoked by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5219/5383369511_5baf824309_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101228-Smoked" alig="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5385394308/" title="20101229-Almost Warm by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5215/5385394308_fd0fec6ee6_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101229-Almost Warm" align="right" /></a>Eden and I happened across a colony of feral cats living on the grounds by the garbage burn pile in the afternoon of the 28th. Despire the squalor of their living environment, and the horribly chilly weather, the cats seemed to be surviving pretty well. They made rather wonderful (and soulful) photo subjects - honestly the shots I came home with could easily grab PETA a ton of money.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5385407486/" title="20101229-Lift by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5212/5385407486_f9137fed8b_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101229-Lift" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5384812533/" title="20101229-Warm and Wooly by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5218/5384812533_c5fe196cbf_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101229-Warm and Wooly" align="right" /></a><br />We left Bugbee late on the morning of the 29th, but not before taking a few runs on the resurrected luge, and taking a few more shots of the sledders. Eden's fingerless gloves had caused just a bit of lust from the girls, so she decided to knit up 3 more sets (she's just incredibly fast at this stuff) and present them just before we left. Needless to say, the gifts went over quite well.<br /><br />We stopped at Tim's house on the way through St. Cloud and even got a chance to visit his ice fishing hut, which was quite a new experience. Dad had originally planned on making dinner for the family once we arrived in Duluth, but challenges in the kitchen led to a decision to have dinner at the Clyde ironworks instead. While the food and the service were a bit shaky, I found the experience to be quite fascinating, as the had dozens of pictures from when the foundry was working decades ago - given the photographic technology of the time, some of the pictures were just flat out amazing.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5454946777/" title="20101231-Nancy's smile 8 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5055/5454946777_eff8e4b28f_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101231-Nancy's smile 8" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5455556740/" title="20101231-Kathy at the window by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5293/5455556740_061a2b5095_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101231-Kathy at the window" align="right" /></a>The next two days were a strange mix of agony and delight. We got the chance to visit with my grandma Snow, and Eden got to play over at the Yarn Barn again (I swear, I think she'd go to Minnesota for that experience alone), but my migraine cycle just kept amping up more and more, peaking with me zonked almost out of my mind, clutching an icepack to my forehead rather desperately while trying to eat at least a little of the delightful New Years repast that Betsy and Jerry had put together. Needless to say, I don't think it made the best impression on our hosts.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-46822695111392792752011-03-31T18:49:00.000-07:002011-03-31T18:58:30.714-07:00November 2010 wrap upNovember finished up quite nicely, actually. Once again, the Byrams joined the Scheans for a delightful thanksgiving bash, this year at Grandma Vivian's house. We even got a chance to have a few new guests, Danielle and Frank, friends of Pat's that added even more liveliness to the party, and of course, since Eden's birthday overlapped the event, we got to celebrate that too!<br /><center><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220216404/" title="20101125-Carnage! by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5243/5220216404_9c2b74c209_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101125-Carnage!" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220210640/" title="20101125-Danielle in the hall by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/5220210640_b259f11f53_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Danielle in the hall" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5219622389/" title="20101125-Caught by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5001/5219622389_569a3395ba_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Caught" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220206928/" title="20101125-Frank in profile 2 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5084/5220206928_d360d12c32_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Frank in profile 2" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5219616693/" title="20101125-Resolute by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4090/5219616693_ae06fb05c2_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Resolute" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5219611727/" title="20101125-A little crooked by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5209/5219611727_987690fa08_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-A little crooked" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5219621913/" title="20101125-A regular guest by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4088/5219621913_fd56bdd537_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-A regular guest" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5219625905/" title="20101125-Turkey 1, Cassie 0 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5170/5219625905_eb67c2076a_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Turkey 1, Cassie 0" /></a></center><br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220201668/" title="20101125-Greenhouse lighting by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4085/5220201668_43f35e4fd4_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Greenhouse lighting" align="left"/></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220194468/" title="20101125-Bud closeup 3 by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4091/5220194468_f216bf4438_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101125-Bud closeup 3" align="right" /></a>It was rather nice to be able to introduce Tim to Vivian's gardening habit, as they both have a great passion for growing things; even though Vivian isn't as mobile as she used to be, her house (as well as the basement, yard, and greenhouse) is filled with vines and flowers.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220224724/" title="20101127-Lady of the lids by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5047/5220224724_bd21590a3a_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101127-Lady of the lids" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5219637565/" title="20101127-A well considered response by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5005/5219637565_383b05c1b4_t.jpg" width="67" height="100" alt="20101127-A well considered response" align="right" /></a>The remaining days of November slid by rapidly, with the girls attending one last Fairy Floss weekend, followed by a week straight of selling for Eden Kitty Studios, both on campus at PCC Cascade, and down at Hip Happenings in Sellwood. Even if sales weren't quite as nice as we would have hoped, it was good to be able to visit Eden between classes.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5220778071/" title="20101130-PDX Launch by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5167/5220778071_092ec4bc45_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101130-PDX Launch" align="left" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/5221375908/" title="20101130-United Takeoff by jbyramphoto, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5247/5221375908_50d99967a2_t.jpg" width="100" height="67" alt="20101130-United Takeoff" align="right" /></a>I even got a day off on the 30th, as my Chemistry class was canceled. I spent a bit of the day near the state border on 205, playing with shooting a few of the airplanes as they took off, as the birds that I normally like to shoot in that area had already left for the winter.J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-40271596684740281732011-03-11T10:38:00.000-08:002011-03-11T10:40:32.745-08:00February 2011 Roundup<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157626079075430">February 2011 Roundup</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157626079075430/map">[Show images on map]</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157626079075430/show/">[Fullscreen slideshow]</a><br /><iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&user_id=87565911@N00&set_id=&tags=201102-PostEJ" frameBorder="0" width="300" height="300" scrolling="no"></iframe><br/><small>Created with <a href="http://www.admarket.se" title="Admarket.se">Admarket's</a> <a href="http://flickrslidr.com" title="flickrSLiDR">flickrSLiDR</a>.</small>J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-50353177920253864642011-03-11T10:36:00.000-08:002011-03-11T10:38:26.603-08:00January 2011 Roundup<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625953564603">January 2011 Roundup</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625953564603/map">[Show images on map]</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625953564603/show/">[Fullscreen slideshow]</a><br /><iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&user_id=87565911@N00&set_id=&tags=201101-PostEJ" frameBorder="0" width="300" height="300" scrolling="no"></iframe><br/><small>Created with <a href="http://www.admarket.se" title="Admarket.se">Admarket's</a> <a href="http://flickrslidr.com" title="flickrSLiDR">flickrSLiDR</a>.</small>J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-5322345758105570312011-03-11T10:34:00.000-08:002011-03-11T10:36:26.159-08:00December 2010 Roundup<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625583825200">December 2010 Roundup</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625583825200/map">[Show images on map]</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625583825200/show/">[Fullscreen slideshow]</a><br /><iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&user_id=87565911@N00&set_id=&tags=201012-PostEJ" frameBorder="0" width="300" height="300" scrolling="no"></iframe><br/><small>Created with <a href="http://www.admarket.se" title="Admarket.se">Admarket's</a> <a href="http://flickrslidr.com" title="flickrSLiDR">flickrSLiDR</a>.</small>J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1132594288310975615.post-32218773871735695222011-03-11T10:32:00.000-08:002011-03-11T10:34:13.927-08:00November 2010 Roundup<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625454008522">November 2010 Roundup</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625454008522/map">[Show images on map]</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/87565911@N00/sets/72157625454008522/show/">[Fullscreen slideshow]</a><br /><iframe align="center" src="http://www.flickr.com/slideShow/index.gne?group_id=&user_id=87565911@N00&set_id=&tags=201011-PostEJ" frameBorder="0" width="300" height="300" scrolling="no"></iframe><br/><small>Created with <a href="http://www.admarket.se" title="Admarket.se">Admarket's</a> <a href="http://flickrslidr.com" title="flickrSLiDR">flickrSLiDR</a>.</small>J.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07183679170171965689noreply@blogger.com0